I couldn't have said it better myself
I just finished reading New Moon recently. It's absolutely godawful. Awful. I can't even begin. I'm sort of saving all the vitriol until I've finished all four of the books. However, I found a review of the book on Pajiba that really went to town. It's one of the most hysterically funny reviews I've read in a long long time and the comments thread beneath it has some corkers in it too. This paragraph made me laugh until I cried:
"New Moon is like what would happen if a coven of mentally delayed witches got high as hell and concocted a brew made up of Romeo & Juliet, “Roswell” the series, a random assortment of romance novel clichés, The Dive from Clausen’s Pier, and some disjointed vampire and werewolf stories told to them by a seven-year-old with ADHD. Then the witches feed the brew to a grizzled old dog with rabies, wait for the product of the resulting intestinal distress, smear it all over some paper, and have the unmitigated gall to call it a novel."
Check out the full thing here.
1 comment:
Well, duh! The most entertaining thing about the whole Meyers-as-the-new-Rowling phenomena is that Meyers-- a Mormon!-- stole her basic ideas from authors like Laurell K. Hamilton, who were writing not-so-soft-core porn. All she did was strip out the porn, and that's what makes that stuff even bearable reading.
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