My Review:On the big screen, Mia plays a woman in love. But in real life, she’s an actress in need of a break from her real-life philandering husband—the megastar who plays her romantic interest in the movies. So she heads across the English Channel to hide in Paris behind a new haircut, fake eyeglasses, and a waitressing job at her best friend’s restaurant.
Paul is an American author hoping to recapture the fame of his first novel. When his best friend surreptitiously sets him up with Mia through a dating website, Paul and Mia’s relationship status is “complicated.”
Even though everything about Paris seems to be nudging them together, the two lonely ex-pats resist, concocting increasingly far-fetched strategies to stay “just friends.” A feat easier said than done, as fate has other plans in store. Is true love waiting for them in a postscript?
This book was apparently popular in France and translated from French but something was certainly lost in its translation because I can't help but feel that this book has no soul. It could have been written by anyone, anytime and it read like bad fanfiction inspired after seeing Roman Holiday or Notting Hill. I made myself finish this and I'm not sure why - nothing about it was redeeming. The writing was fine, if simple, but I didn't care for the stories nor did I feel that the author was able to successfully write from a woman's POV. His misogyny and lack of understanding pervaded the book. I can't say I'd recommend this one.
P.S. from Paris comes out next week on September 1, 2017, and you can purchase HERE. Hopefully you have better luck with this one than I did!
In the mornings, they ate breakfast at Moustache's cafe and chatted. In the afternoons, they strolled around Paris. Paul bought all sorts of useless objects--kitchen utensils, knickknacks, clothes he would never wear, books he would never read, and gifts for his godson. Arthur tried to curb his sudden shopaholic tendencies, but to no avail.
Yikes, this does NOT sound good. I really wish sometimes that I could read in other languages so I could tell how much really does get lost in translation and how much is just "ew no this book is bad". Because I suppose the lack of soul could be explained by that, but misogyny and simple writing probably cannot. Great review, but I am sorry this was such a mess for you!
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