Rating: 
Summary: great
Review: Nothing in or about this book suggests that one should take it for more than it is: a collection of short and amusing stories and observations. After all, the stories were originally written for a column in a magazine and that form already has it's own rules and limitations, depending on the profile of the magazine, the target audience, the space available and what have you. If I'm ever fortunate to meet Anka in person, I might want to "test" her opinions on some issues because it might be fun. Bachelor flats, for example. I don't necessarily agree that "the bachelor pad is the anthropomorphized Bermuda Triangle of the single guy's psyche, a masculine environment where women are encouraged to stay for only one reason" or that they generally "fall into two distinct categories: the superslick pad and the superslob pad" as I'd see no reason to arrange my own (bachelor) apartment with intention to make it more cosy and accommodating to anyone else but me. And I am certain that if a woman feels good and comfortable in my company, she will feel the same way in my apartment, because it really is a reflection of my personality. But, exaggeration is a legitimate method in humour. So, why not just relax and see if Anka's humour corresponds to you. To me it does. Anka is (somewhat) opinionated, witty and funny. What I remember most about this book is her definition (the best!) of clitoris ("it's the tiny pink button that doesn't kiss back but really likes you") and occasional tips to women or men, whose validity I recognize, such as her advice to women that when it comes to sex, they should treat men more like objects (it probably sounds controversial, but sex, as an ultimate expression of intimacy, really should not be inhibitive, and this advice helps. I think. As a man.)
Rating: 
Summary: Light, amusing and witty
Review: Nothing in or about this book suggests that one should take it for more than it is: a collection of short and amusing stories and observations. After all, the stories were originally written for a column in a magazine and that form already has it's own rules and limitations, depending on the profile of the magazine, the target audience, the space available and what have you. If I'm ever fortunate to meet Anka in person, I might want to "test" her opinions on some issues because it might be fun. Bachelor flats, for example. I don't necessarily agree that "the bachelor pad is the anthropomorphized Bermuda Triangle of the single guy's psyche, a masculine environment where women are encouraged to stay for only one reason" or that they generally "fall into two distinct categories: the superslick pad and the superslob pad" as I'd see no reason to arrange my own (bachelor) apartment with intention to make it more cosy and accommodating to anyone else but me. And I am certain that if a woman feels good and comfortable in my company, she will feel the same way in my apartment, because it really is a reflection of my personality. But, exaggeration is a legitimate method in humour. So, why not just relax and see if Anka's humour corresponds to you. To me it does. Anka is (somewhat) opinionated, witty and funny. What I remember most about this book is her definition (the best!) of clitoris ("it's the tiny pink button that doesn't kiss back but really likes you") and occasional tips to women or men, whose validity I recognize, such as her advice to women that when it comes to sex, they should treat men more like objects (it probably sounds controversial, but sex, as an ultimate expression of intimacy, really should not be inhibitive, and this advice helps. I think. As a man.)
Rating: 
Summary: Sex on a sixth grade reading level
Review: One of my friends best describes Anka as "A woman who gets a lot of play and then writes about it badly." I became so bored with this book that I only made if halfway through, then picked it up a month later thinking that I should finish what I start. Needless to say, I was very disappointed with her "wild" stories and descriptions of sexpolitations. She writes like a gossipy girl trying to shock the reader with her "crazy" tales, her extensive knowledge of the male anatomy and psyche, and ability to talk graphically about sex with anyone she meets on the street. If she is truly that daring, perhaps she should be on television, where her personality can be more appreciated than it can in a poorly written book.
Rating:
Summary: Sex on a sixth grade reading level
Review: One of my friends best describes Anka as "A woman who gets a lot of play and then writes about it badly." I became so bored with this book that I only made if halfway through, then picked it up a month later thinking that I should finish what I start. Needless to say, I was very disappointed with her "wild" stories and descriptions of sexpolitations. She writes like a gossipy girl trying to shock the reader with her "crazy" tales, her extensive knowledge of the male anatomy and psyche, and ability to talk graphically about sex with anyone she meets on the street. If she is truly that daring, perhaps she should be on television, where her personality can be more appreciated than it can in a poorly written book.
Rating:
Summary: great
Review: One of the funniest books I've read in a long time. Ms. Radakovich is willing to try just about anything to educate her readers, and all of her experiences are laugh-out-loud funny.
Rating: 
Summary: The Tiresome Ramblings of a No-Talent Careerist
Review: Sex is like money -- those who have it don't talk about it. The stuff she describes is like naked gymnastics -- no connection, not even fun -- just another forum for her catastrophic narcissism. DISCLOSURE -- one of the men she wrote about in her columns is a good friend of mine. He went on a blind date with her in good faith (his taste in reading runs more to Descartes than Details, so he had no idea who she was). Months later he found out that some magazine writer had written an article that sounded a lot like the date he had described. He found Details . . . and read her description of their date, how nice he was, how smart and interesting. "Too bad he was so damned ugly -- I could have had sex with him if he were willing to wear a bag on his head." We have a word for a man who would write this sort of thing about a woman. The same word applies to a woman who would do it about a man -- pig.
Rating:
Summary: you got to give anka your respect
Review: the frankness she uses in here columbs is represented here. I LOVE ANKA and her book
Rating:
Summary: From the pages of Details, Anka is indeed wild!
Review: The Wild Girls club, is an exploration of sex and sexuality in the ninties. Anka skillfully maneuvers through such fun issues as birth control, swingers clubs, dating services, and singles cruises with such biting sarcasam you just can't help but wish that your next date will be as cool as her. It's a hard title to put down, and it's even harder to not recomend to your friends, so if your gonna pick up a copy, be prepared to buy another as a gift for your friends and or lovers.
Rating:
Summary: "Hip," "Cool," but not particularly clever
Review: This book was more disappointing than it was entertaining. Radakovich seems to have good writing and observational skills, but neither are put to particularly good use here. Instead we're given the literary equivalent of a child trying to impress the kids on the playground by talking dirty. A lot. It wasn't shocking, it wasn't artsy; it just got boring. If you're looking for sexy female humor read Cynthia Heimel's "Sex Tips for Girls" instead. It's much more satisfying.
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