Holly Uyemoto

The title might have scared me off from this one, but for that I've been trying to read as many of the early AIDS related novels as possible. Unfortunately, this one just wasn't worth the time or trouble. It is heavy on cliches and a bit overwritten, and the characters themselves are fairly flat. Much of the book reads like a stream-of-consciousness rambling from a character something like Ferris Bueller (of Ferris Bueller's Day Off)--lacking in self-awareness and relatability, spoiled, and rather childish...and, surrounded by the same. In other words, I found it rather a childish book, one that in many ways felt as if it was written by a teenager with writing skills moreso than intelligence. This might sound harsh, the book was hard to get through, and not particularly entertaining even at its best moments. Not one I'd recommend.… (meer)