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The Sisterchicks...

...go searching for their brains in several wrong places, hoping that the Lord will help them out and mark the spot with an X. Let me clear things up at the start: this book review will spoil the exciting parts of the story. If you want to read the book and be surprised by what happens, stop reading my review.
On the other hand, it's not really difficult to figure out the various "surprises" in the story way before they ever happen. One reason may be that the whole book can be summarized as follows: One woman in her mid-fourties decide that it's time to go find her family in Finland and subsequently rips her early-fourties friend up by her roots and drag her along for the ride. [Insert early-fourties-woman running around going crazy wondering how on earth the world will continue to revolve without her] The two women get on their plane knowing exactly nothing about the countries they're about to visit, much less how travel works, and end up exposing their ignorant tourist habits in several boring ways. [Insert early-fourties-woman running around going crazy wondering how on earth they'll survive a cab drive in Helsinki] Both women obviously flunked genealogy class and wouldn't find their mom even if she was in the same room as them, but luckily a nice guy working for the Finnish government arrives and spends tax payer's money finding the long lost relative. [Insert women in their fourties running around screaming "They found her, they found her"] Then the women go visit the aunt, drop by the aunt's friend in her cottage and show the world that they both forgot to read the tour book where it explains that Finns sauna without their clothes on. [Insert women in their fourties with their jaws dropped to the floor mumbling "They're both nekkid"] Mid-fourties woman stay up all night deciding that it's time to go to England to visit (until now) unknown cousin regardless whether said cousin would like ignorant tourists living with her, and it all has to be done by 6:30 in the morning. [Insert women in their fourties running around trying to figure out how they'll manage to get everything done by then] The women arrive in England, take over the counsin's life but everything works out and they bond and everything, take her with them to Liverpool, meet woman they met on the plane from San Francisco who ends up being hotel manager at their hotel (like nobody saw that "surprise" coming from a mile away) and all of a sudden it's the happy ending. [Insert women in their forties looking like they're drunk, shouting "Sisterchicks forever!" on a street in Liverpool] All you need to do to make a book out of all this is to expand it to 250 pages, wrap it in a cosy package and ship it. In case you want to bore yourself half to death and spend some money on something you'll regret afterwards the book is "Sisterchicks on the loose" written by Robin Jones Gunn. They even got a website.

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