Popular Books I Hate

Saturday, 14 March 2020

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These were the worst of times, these were the worst of times.
How are we all? Panicking, screaming, crying, all of the above?
To be honest, I have ticked all of those boxes at some points over the last week and, five days in and no end in sight, things are probably not going to change anytime soon. But, I thought one positive at least could come out of all of this (well, two actually, because I am writing my dissertation on the sociological implications of contagion): getting my old blog schedule back on track.
It might seem pretty trivial right now but, for the time being anyway, I think focussing on the small things is the way to go.
Manageable chunks and all that, right?
So, here we go with my first (and potentially most controversial) blog post of the pandemic.

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo, Taylor Jenkins Reid
The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo
How people can love this book, I do not know. Its writing is awful, its plot unfathomable, its representation downright offensive. It keeps appearing on all of these best-of lists when it almost feels as though it was knocked up in an hour by a horde of hyperactive cats. And this is coming from me: bisexual, old Hollywood-obsessed, fame whore Cass. It is honestly just bad and there's no other words that truly describe it as well.

The Nightingale, Kristin Hannah
The Nightingale
Another booktube and goodreads darling that is destined for the recycling bin. No offence. Well, no, full offence actually because, frankly, I am bored of people using human suffering as nothing more than a backdrop for a supposedly-'epic' romance. People dying, starving, been tortured as pretty plot scenery; honestly, it is just unthinkable.

The Silence of the Girls, Pat Barker
The Silence of the Girls
Well, this really did silence them, didn't it? Advertised as a feminist retelling of the Trojan War, Pat Barker weirdly seemed to go to great lengths to be as misogynistic and dismissive towards women as humanly possible. Which is more than a little odd for a book that was short-listed for the Women's Prize... Honestly, if you put this side-by-side The Song of Achilles, I think you would be hard pressed to work out which one had the higher % of time taken up by gushing about Achilles. And, in this one, he's a sexual predator.

Three Women, Lisa Taddeo
Three Women*
Sexuality (as well as people's experience of sex) is a spectrum but, if you read Lisa Taddeo's investigation into it, it would be difficult to come to that conclusion. That is because, in these pages all its reader will find are white, cis, heterosexual, conventionally attractive American women who are victims of their own (and other's) sexuality. Because apparently, besides everything else going on, 2019 was also a sex-positivity free zone.


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*Thanks to NetGalley and/or the publisher for sending me a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

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