
The Valley of Horses by Jean M Auel
Kneel before the looming penetrative glory of the Lord Dongalar, Savior of Womankind!

Kneel before the looming penetrative glory of the Lord Dongalar, Savior of Womankind!
Good grief, more dim-witted heroines from this author. Will she ever stop?
This one is cheesy, hokey, and played out… but it still works in some ways.
For the love of me, please let’s get the party started.
Holy cow, this one is a chore to slough through.
Uneven and contrived.
Campy fun is one thing, but I have this suspicion that most of the fun is accidental by design.
The author still hasn’t found her proper sense of timing.
Forget the Alamo. We need to rob some brain banks for these heroines.
How disappointing that the mistress-turned-heroine isn’t such a mistress type after all.