Ugh. What a bunch of loathsome characters. I don’t know if I just don’t get the Dutch sense of humor and culture, but I cannot see why this book has been so lauded. It was torturous from start to finish and honestly I wouldn’t have finished this if it weren’t for CBR7.
Two couples are meeting at a swanky restaurant to discuss some issue with their sons. The information comes in fits and starts and the premise is ludicrous from the get go. On and on it plodded, dropping “bombshells” along the way. Not one of the characters was believable and the dialogue went from stilted to downright inane.
Ugh. I’m done with this book, these characters, this pathetically contrived plot. Save yourself the trouble and time. You’d be better off reading that cereal box.
