More bodice ripping...
Apr. 8th, 2009 03:25 pmDon't be fooled by the prissy cover or that ironic title. Robert Goolrick's first novel, "A Reliable Wife," isn't just hot, it's in heat: a gothic tale of such smoldering desire it should be read in a cold shower. This is a bodice ripper of a hundred thousand pearly buttons, ripped off one at a time with agonizing restraint. It works only because Goolrick never cracks a smile, never lets on that he thinks all this overwrought sexual frustration is anything but the most serious incantation of longing and despair ever uttered in the dead of night.
That opening alone makes me roll my eyes. The reviewer seems rather ambivalent about the book, calling it at various points a miasma, intoxicating, claustrophobic, and garish.
As usual, I wonder why newsprint book reviewers insist on labeling every book with a hint of sexual tension as a bodice ripper.
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