Title: Ariel Steiner makes Ignatius J. Reilly look like a gentleman
Product review: I've seen Amy Sohn on TV a few times and decided to check out this novel at B&N. I finished about half of it, just out of sheer curiosity and obviously didn't purchase it. It's amusing if only because of what poorly written, self-important, right out of the gutter sewer sludge it is. The protaganist is self-absorbed, humorless and unlikeable. I'm not sure if this is supposed to be satirical or some kind of ironic twist on this sort of coming-of-age-20-something-hip-post-feminist genre, but I'm afraid it's not because I think the author expects us to actually RELATE to the main character and take her seriously.
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