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Summary: Couldn't even finish it
Review: I got half-way through this really slow-moving book before cashing it in. The basic premise of finding out that the love of your life is engaged to two other women is interesting, but the novel itself progresses at a snail's pace, the "plot twists" are entirely predictable, and I had a hard time mourning the "loss" of a dopey guy named Bucky. I suggest Jane Green's "Bookends" as an alternative to "Me Times Three," as Green is a better, funnier writer with a fresher take on relationships.
Rating: 
Summary: Not that great
Review: With all the good chick-lit books out there, you can certainly do better than this. There really isn't anything all that great about this book. The amazon.com review says that the novel provides a "delightfully insiderish view of Manhattan," but I think it pales in comparison to the much more entertaining "Sex and the City." I also thought that being set in the 80s would make it a little different from the other chick-lit books out there, but being set in the 80s really didn't add anything to it at all.
I'm so glad I'm not the only reviewer here who was surprised that this book was published! I can't imagine recommending this book to anyone I know. Please pick up a copy of "See Jane Date" or "Jemima J." instead.
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Summary: may I have a refund?
Review: There are so many great books out there, so why did I waste my time? This one dishes up one cliche after another, and the writing STINKS. The writer should stick to reporting - I'm sure this book only got published and promoted because she works for the NY Times.
Rating:
Summary: Abysmal
Review: This book was not at all what I expected from reading the synopsis on the back and looking at the fun and playful cover. I was hoping for a fun, interesting read and what I got was a completely boring, depressing waste of time.
Do not waste your money on this book. For a good time read anything by Jane Green (Jemima J, Mr. Maybe and Bookends).
Rating:
Summary: Awful
Review: I debated writing a review of this book because I didn't want to be mean, but in the end I thought if I could spare one reader the agony of trying to read it I would have done the public a service. Sandra is the least likable character I have encountered in a novel in a long while. In fact, I wanted to kick her in the kneecaps everytime she opened her mouth, which was, of course, often as she is the main character. Sadly, I think Witchell's intention was for us to sympathize with her, which I most certainly did not. She brought new meaning to the words self-obsessed and shallow. (And just because it was set in the late 80s is not an excuse). I bought the book because I found the concept of her finacee being engaged to two other woman interesting and thought it would be highly entertaining to read how that would play out. That did not happen. Bucky was little more than yet another thing for her to whine about. She even managed to turn her best friend's illness into her own melodrama. I love an easy-read summer beach book just as much as the next girl, but this one was just not worth the extreme effort it took to read it.
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Summary: I wanted to like this book . . . but . . .
Review: The writing is good. The story has potential but it didn't keep me interested. I finally had to stop after 160 pages. I don't think it's fair to call it unoriginal--if I had read it before, say Bridget Jones and others like it--than it would have been the first of its kind at least through my eyes. I think the author tries to be funny and a lot of it falls flat, and I simply can't believe this main character is actually a smart person. The plot indicates otherwise. Again, I wanted to like this book. It's a worthy effort, but I think the talented author can do better.
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Summary: Not exactly what I was expecting.
Review: What could stop the marriage of two high school sweethearts that have managed to stay together even through the college years and the couple of years that it took for both of them to get their careers up and going? The second and third fiancés that Sandra discovers could! Sandra is shocked to find herself at a party taking to another woman that says that just like Sandra she is engaged to be married and it turns out that the groom-to-be is one and the same. What follows is an endless array of blind dates that Sandra suffers through in between dealing with a boss who never seems to be satisfied. It is a good thing that her close friend from college, Paul, is someone that Sandra can always turn to as she struggles to forget about Bucky and move on with her life. In fact, the bond that Sandra and Paul have takes over the storyline as it is revealed that Paul is dying from AIDS.Witchel has created a story that is more than a fluffy read about a couple of high school sweethearts as the title might make you think. I picked this book up expecting a typical chick book and found something very different. Even though this book wasn't the type of comedic read that I was expecting it was still worth reading.
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Summary: Do we have to like her?
Review: I think that if you take this book for what it's worth... a bit of entertainment, then you will enjoy it. It is definitely not a 'deep' read, but something that you can get through in a couple of days or one long day at the beach/pool. Yes, it's
predictable and maybe it isn't witty. But, at the same time, I can't seem to put it down. So, it must not be too bad. I know that I have read these same plots somewhere else, but they are still entertaining and that's what counts.
Rating:
Summary: Stunningly Awful
Review: It's amazing that Alex Witchel--who writes so well in the New York Times--wrote such drivel. This book steals from everybody (incl. Bridget Jones and Otherwise Engaged) and, quite simply, stinks. I cared nothing for the protagonist, the major theme of a guy with three fiancees takes up maybe five pages, and the writing is laughable (and not where it's supposed to be funny). Alex, what were you thinking??
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Summary: STINKS ON ICE
Review: This book is the weakest incarnation yet of the currently popular "hip girl, lives in NYC, works in publishing, seeks husband" genre. The heroine's self-loathing is only topped by the hatred she feels toward all other women, or at least those she considers competition. And the worst is, it's not even CLEVER bitchiness. I was rooting for the cheating ex-boyfriend by page 50, I'd drop this ... for the nearest cocktail waitress too. For good writing on similar topic, try Jennifer Weiner's "Good in Bed"...as far as this book - I left my copy in the dumpster at LAX, I didn't want to inflict this unpleasantly amateur effort on another unsuspecting reader
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