A review by manikahemmerixh
I'll Eat When I'm Dead by Barbara Bourland

3.0

The author has very readable writing which is great in this case, as it meant that I had a pleasant enough reading experience despite the book not being what I expected. There’s a lot of elaborate content here that would appeal to a niche audience (that doesn’t include me). Which could also be why the characters were off for me. I think they were meant to be ironic? But it felt more like it perpetuated overdone character stereotypes.

Imagine me pleasantly surprised to see FWB presented as an even no strings attached, MUTUAL, relationship between a man and a woman, because that never happens someone has to be in love, right? Well yes actually, she’s hopelessly, desperately in love with him. Which also means that’s he’s the asshole who uses her because that’s the way it’s always been (meaning I no longer care about him as a love interest) Ugh. Lame.

 

I also haven’t read many mysteries, so I may be wrong but this almost doesn’t feel like it should even be classified as one? The murder that the story is introduced with is one of the smallest plot pieces in the whole book, even though it does tie back in eventually. I wasn’t anxious to know who did it, but I wasn’t bored.