Time to laud a refreshing gust of truth telling: this gimlet eyed gem via bookninja from Esquire magazines’ Benjamin Alsup here summarized:
"…the problem with avoiding stupid books is that you end up avoiding the books that people actually read. This makes you feel out of touch. Like one of those elitist wimps whom fat guys on the radio are always making fun of.
So I read some of them: Relentless, by Dean Koontz (Bantam); Long Lost, by Harlan Coben (Dutton); and First Family, by David Baldacci (Grand Central). And it hurt. Since I’m never going to do it again, and since I don’t recommend that anybody else try this shit at home, here’s what I learned from reading these stupid books.
1. The world is batshit insane.
2. The world is not only batshit insane; it’s after you.
3. Women are… "smart," "witty," and "graceful."
4. Stupid books take almost as long to read as not-so-stupid books.
This is the point where I’m supposed to find something positive to say about these books. That’s how it works. You’re supposed to get all counterintuitive and say that Sarah Palin is so freakishly stupid, she’s actually some kind of genius. Here’s what I can say: The Coben is not quite as bad as the Baldacci, which is not as god-awful as the Koontz.
It seems it’s widely considered bad form to call stupid things stupid. But that’s mostly what these books are. They’ll cost you $25 a pop, waste a half day of your life, and leave you neither smarter nor happier, just kind of bored and a little depressed. That’s no way to spend a summer. Screw these books. Take a walk."