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A review by rhodered
City Mouse by Amy Lane, Aleksandr Voinov
3.0
A direct follow on from the first book, this time hitting up to the dreaded six week mark. Golly I remember how I used to worry about that mark with guys I was dating. It really was the make or break timeframe.
Anyway, I really did enjoy this one as well, except for one thing which I also noticed in the first book. It's an occasional bitchyness toward women. Every single female character is cut down. Even the mother, who is just a bit too damn needy for a 40-something to be. And women's bodies are described unpleasantly. Breasts are expensive fakes or obnoxiously huge and pink. Women over 30 are unremittingly un-sexy, their hair goes grey, their bodies are softer, more shapeless, and their fashion sense veers toward dowdy. The authors also use slightly unplseant visions of aging women as metaphors when describing old buildings.
It's just...odd. A love story with a nasty bite of mysoginy on the side. Anyhow, I deducted a point for that.
Anyway, I really did enjoy this one as well, except for one thing which I also noticed in the first book. It's an occasional bitchyness toward women. Every single female character is cut down. Even the mother, who is just a bit too damn needy for a 40-something to be. And women's bodies are described unpleasantly. Breasts are expensive fakes or obnoxiously huge and pink. Women over 30 are unremittingly un-sexy, their hair goes grey, their bodies are softer, more shapeless, and their fashion sense veers toward dowdy. The authors also use slightly unplseant visions of aging women as metaphors when describing old buildings.
It's just...odd. A love story with a nasty bite of mysoginy on the side. Anyhow, I deducted a point for that.