Meet Me at Midnight by Suzanne Enoch
Well, we all have read this one many times before, haven’t we?

Well, we all have read this one many times before, haven’t we?

It’s not so bad, if one can ignore the accent. Just don’t expect too much.

It is pretty bad, but sometimes bad can be a good thing. Occasionally.

Things drag in the second half, but still… Egypt, people!

Reliance on slow tunes leads to boredom. How’s that for a revelation?

Someone has to die to get the heroine to come to her senses. How noble of that sod.

Casting Sylvester Stallone is the biggest mistake this movie could have done.

It looks like Tim Burton hates freaks as much as anyone else, after all!

The author’s debut effort is rough around the edges, but it has plenty of possibilities.

This is alright, but the tropes keep things a bit on the predictable side. The author’s “nice-ification” of the town slut heroine is also disappointing.
