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A review by laurjo
Sundays at Tiffany's by Gabrielle Charbonnet, James Patterson
2.0
The unconventional plot line grabbed my attention. A woman falling in love with her childhood imaginary friend seemed like it would be an interesting read. However, James Patterson and Gabrielle Charbonnet took a fairly good plot line and executed it very poorly.
The climax of the story was weak and jumbled. It seemed to me like there wasn't substance to it, like it was just thrown in there at random to cause tension. It reminded me of a cheesy Hallmark movie.
When the couple got intimate, I couldn't shake the feeling that it was bordering on incest and pedophilia. Michael had known Jane since she was practically in diapers and he was 30 or so years older. As Jane's childhood imaginary friend he acted like a father figure in their time together. Thirty years later he's rolling her between the sheets.
On a side note, the banter between the characters seemed childish. Maybe that was intentional, since Jane and Michael last saw each other when Jane was a child. Overall, I thought it was lacking imagination and substance.
The climax of the story was weak and jumbled. It seemed to me like there wasn't substance to it, like it was just thrown in there at random to cause tension. It reminded me of a cheesy Hallmark movie.
When the couple got intimate, I couldn't shake the feeling that it was bordering on incest and pedophilia. Michael had known Jane since she was practically in diapers and he was 30 or so years older. As Jane's childhood imaginary friend he acted like a father figure in their time together. Thirty years later he's rolling her between the sheets.
On a side note, the banter between the characters seemed childish. Maybe that was intentional, since Jane and Michael last saw each other when Jane was a child. Overall, I thought it was lacking imagination and substance.