Does it reveal too much about me to admit that I loved this a LOT? Does it put me in someone’s crosshairs if I admit that the latest spew of books about women killing bad men really makes my blood boil — in a good way?
For at least the last century, men – and women – have been writing books about bloody murder. More often than not, those being bloodily murdered are women. And more often than not, before being murdered they are being stalked, hurt and even terrorised. And more often than not, if they are not being murdered, they’re being abused – verbally, physically, sexually – mostly by men. Worse still, it’s only a reflection of what happens in the real world, all the time.
In short, the patriarchy is not kind to women. So I think I can be forgiven for rejoicing just a little when a woman steps up and fights back. No, I don’t recommend killing all the bad guys. Not in the real world. But allow me to fantasise, please.
Julie, you made my day. Please keep up the good work.
To get back to the book, Bad Men is a murder(s) mystery. It’s sharp and fast and clever and very funny. You’ll love it. (Maybe less so if you’re a scumbag who hurts women.)
Thanks to the publisher, author and Netgalley for the ARC. All my reviews are 100% honest and unbiased, regardless of how I acquire the book.
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