I loved Jackie Collins when I was younger. Gino and Lucky Santangelo are two of my favorite characters ever, and her early books were tightly written and very engaging. The quality of her work slipped a LOT over time, and yet I kept punishing myself by picking them up because I was so hoping she might be able to get her mojo back. This book is another example of how she just never did.
So many problems with this book:
1. It reminded me of the online roleplaying fan fiction I used to write with a bunch of friends (which, admittedly, was lousy... hey, we were youngsters and doing it for fun, not for pay, neither of which Collins can claim for this book). A few paragraphs in one character's POV, then a few more in another character's POV, and constant redundancies in what's being described as each character discusses the same events from their own perspective.
2. The book is 95% data dump, with each character's backstory being described like a case history rather than being woven into the narrative. ("Show, don't tell" is a writing cliche for a good reason.)
3. EVERYONE is described over and over and OVER again by their most striking physical assets. The women all have enormous breasts. The men all have huge packages. The black characters all have gleaming black skin. Ugh.
4. 80% of the dialogue is completely ridiculous. Did Collins ever actually spend any time around real people to hear the way they talk?
5. Constant -- and I do mean *constant* -- repetition in the way characters thought and spoke. "He was Cliff Baxter. Movie star. Cliff Baxter. Confirmed bachelor. Cliff Baxter. People Magazine's Sexiest Man Alive." "Nobody was going to mess with Mercedes. Nobody." "Hammond threatened her family. She wasn't going to let him get away with his constant threats. He was threatening her again. He kept threatening her." OMG, let it rest already!
6. Seriously the most inept band of pirates ever.
7. So much ridiculous sex that isn't even sexy. If you're going to write smut, at least give it some description and not just "A few moments later an amazing orgasm occurred." Everything is always a mind-blowing experience that starts with one character giving another character a "long, slow look" or breathing a "long, slow sigh," or taking a "long, slow beat" and ends with someone moaning in "pure, blissful pleasure." That was okay in one book, maybe, but Collins puts those same descriptions in every single book of hers that I can recall.
8. She spends half the book working toward a payoff between two of the characters that never actually comes to fruition. WTF. Is there a sequel that explains that (God, I hope not)?
Despite all this, 2 stars instead of 1 because I have such fond memories of Collins' earlier works. Which is a stupid reason, I know, but there it is.