What Not to Read

Our book club recently read The Lions of Fifth Avenue by Fiona Davis. If you would like a window into my soul, here are my thoughts on this book.

Finally a book where I don't like any of the characters. Frankly I don't care if our intrepid book detectives locate Virginia Woolf's tampon. Was this written by chatGPT? I mean everyone featured in the tome is a supervillain including:

1. A husband who wants quiet time to write (clearly a supervillain)

2. Coworker Claude who spoke to another woman after a singular office-party kiss with Sophie (supervillain)

3. A pesky journalism professor who plagiarizes students' submissions and fails female students (mustachioed and monacled supervillain)

4. Feminist upstarts who don't want their meeting minutes made public (supervixen supervillains)

5. A hot lesbian public health physician who wants to move to London and turn a straight chick (supervillain)

6. Nearsighted and Tubercular eavesdropping Harry (child supervillain)

7. A gingerheaded Peter Pan and the Lost Boys gangleader (prepubescent supervillain)

I spent most of this literary joyride wondering when Tom Cruise was going to bungee from the ceiling into the cage to grab the blasted catpaw letter opener. Only one question remains have the rights to this movie been purchased? If not, I'm definitely interested, but only if I may film it telenovela style.