Honestly it’s not ENTIRELY bad? It’s a bit unrealistic, slow in parts, mostly flat characters, and I don’t quite buy the instant unprovoked hatred Saxon has for Debra. But it’s fine. I wouldn’t re-read it, but I made it through all right.
I know it’s unfair to judge writing from the 1980s based on todays standards, but JFC there is so much disgusting misogyny, gaslighting, Madonna/whore imagery and casual interpersonal abuse in this. At some point Prince Charming says, “thank god I didn’t rape you that one time,” like he wants a cookie for it, to which our heroine responds, “it wouldn’t have been rape, cause I wouldn’t have struggled much.” Hashtag romance.
One time he violently grabs her hair so it feels like he’s gonna pull it out altogether. He forces himself on her multiple times when she’s in a vulnerable position, once after a brutal nightmare about her dead parents and another by holding her down after she’s had a scary car accident. He isolates her from other people, constantly makes her feel shit about herself, and is habitually cruel for no discernible reason. No explanation is ever given for word motivates his fuckupedness. Look, it’s garbage, he’s garbage, this looks like a romance but tastes like abuse, and okay I’m dropping this review down to two stars.
I tried to read it as light bdsm-toned flirtation, but honestly it’s just garbage. The utterly nonsensical denouement culminates in him professing his love for her and proposing. Wtf? TLDR: garbage.