Monday, May 21, 2012

Review: I Hate You, Kelly Donahue by Mark Svartz

As a little kid, a boy would pinch the girl he liked. As a grown-up, Mark Svartz plans her ultimate demise through a number of twisted murder plots that involve lead pipes, escape routes, and David Hasselhoff. Some guys never grow up.

This book chronicles the eight months, sixteen days, and some-odd hours since Mark first laid eyes on the despicable, wretched wench he's destined to fight to the death. Every note, thought, IM, email, Post-It, and craigslist ad looking for a crime-scene clean-up is meticulously catalogued in Mark's journal.

Is it a diary of a mad man? Or a man madly in love? Who cares? It's seriously messed up. And seriously funny.

Received for review.

I'd heard good things about this so I was intrigued to receive it for review.

Let's just say that I was not impressed.  At all.  The book itself looks like an eighth grader's journal.  It's wire bound which makes for incredibly annoying page turning, and you're turning the pages quickly because there is a minimum of text.

Yes, some parts were mildly amusing, so mildly that they did not make up for the lack of enjoyment in the other 99%.

While it was not "throw it across the room bad" if I'd bought it I would have returned it to the store for a refund.

☆☆ = Didn't Like It


Ryan said...

I'll pass

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