Che devo dire? Che oggettivamente questo libro aveva tutte le carte in regola per non piacermi: una trama melensa, l'ennesima mega romantica storia d'amore, un personaggio femminile che avrei preso a schiaffi (abbiamo capito che hai delle mega tette ma se il tuo corpo non ti piace le puoi sempre ridurre, mai pensato?), un secondo finale un tantinello ridicolo.
Ed è per tutte queste ragioni che non posso dare un voto troppo alto a questo libro. Bello, scorrevole, ma troppi difetti. O forse sono io che trovo melensaggini ovunque. Il fatto è che il tema tanto sbandierato in copertina, dove sta la verità, se nell'anima o nel corpo, viene ridotto alle fisime di questa donna per il suo fisico (ripeto di nuovo, se sei proprio disperata c'è sempre la chirurgia) e al fatto che lui di lei veda quasi ed esclusivamente le sue tette e il fatto che assomiglia a un'attrice famosa.
Boh, più scrivo questa recensione e più ancora mi chiedo come sia possibile che questo libro mi sia piaciuto...
Grégoire Delacourt
La prima cosa che guardo
Salani
Euro 13,90
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This book has been a surprise. At a first sight, I've read the back cover and I was already distrustful, it was stupid and silly. From the first pages, I said "What a stupidity!". The idea of the celebrity who suddenly arrives at the mechanic's house in a French little town was too silly for me. But, going on with the reading, and even if I was trying to convince myself I was bored by the reading, at the end I've devoured this book and I was even moved (but no tears, please) in the last pages.
What can I say? Objectively, this book has what it takes to not like me: a sugary plot, the usual super romantic love story, a main female character I'd like to slap (ok, you have super boobs but if your body doesn't like you there is always surgery to reduce, you never thought?), a second end a little bit ridicolous.
These are the reasons why I can't give an high grade. Beautiful, flowing, but too weaknesses. Or maybe it's me who sees sentimentality everywhere. But the subject so flaunted in the cover, where is the truth, in the body or in the soul, in my opinion is reduced to the hobbyhorse of this woman because of her body (I say it again, if you are so desperate the answer is surgery) and because when he looks at her he really sees just her boobs and her extraordinary resemblance with a famous actress.
Well, more I write this review and more I ask myself how is it possible I appreciated this book...
What can I say? Objectively, this book has what it takes to not like me: a sugary plot, the usual super romantic love story, a main female character I'd like to slap (ok, you have super boobs but if your body doesn't like you there is always surgery to reduce, you never thought?), a second end a little bit ridicolous.
These are the reasons why I can't give an high grade. Beautiful, flowing, but too weaknesses. Or maybe it's me who sees sentimentality everywhere. But the subject so flaunted in the cover, where is the truth, in the body or in the soul, in my opinion is reduced to the hobbyhorse of this woman because of her body (I say it again, if you are so desperate the answer is surgery) and because when he looks at her he really sees just her boobs and her extraordinary resemblance with a famous actress.
Well, more I write this review and more I ask myself how is it possible I appreciated this book...
Gregoire Delacourt
The first thing I look at
