Title: Despicable
Product review: This is one of the worst books I've ever partly read. David Baldacci, if Hour Game is any indication, no longer cares how bad his stories are. The writing style is almost as bad as Catherine Coulter, truly the worst "writer" in the English language. Each chapter in this somnolent dribble is four pages long and ends with some stunning line to keep the reader interested--its artificial placement is so obvious that one's gag reflex is overwhelmed with the desire to spew stomach contents over the page to shield the eyes from such excrement.The plotting is ridiculous and formulaic, and the characters are cardboard cutouts. I really think he can't have written this, as it is clearly designed for a mediocre highschool mind that considers People magazine high class. This is pure garbage, and Baldacci should be publicly ridiculed for allowing this slop to see the light of day.
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