Nonostante l'uso di un linguaggio volgare il libro è ben scritto e il ritmo è accattivante. Fino al capitolo 10.
Poi la trama diventa rindondante, alzi gli occhi al cielo e ti chiedi quanto manca alla fine del libro.
Ho letto che Erica Jong è stata definita una femminista. Io ci trovo veramente poco di femminista quando una donna diventa uno zerbino di un uomo.

Couldn't even get a quarter of the way through. Too repetitive and has no flow.

Frick...here I was saying I was not going to call my reviews "reviews" any more but "impressions"...and now I realize that I did not compose a review in the right place but in the "Comments" place...So I basically commented on my non-existent review...so, bass ackwards and cart before the horse, If you are interested in my review or impression, please see my comment. RRrrrr...I wish i was as smart as Erica Jong, then I would know how to actually compose a review on goodreads...I've done it before, but each time it seems to stump me afresh. But here is a headsup of my review, I basically was pissed-off at E, Jong for squandering her intellectual abilities on this chick lit. Well she'd done it before, had great success, hence allowing for a lifestyle no doubt no less fabulous than that of her heroine in this book. And that's the problem: dressing up Jong's smart and creative and intelligent philosophizing in a pedestrian chick-lit story. Even the cover of the edition I had, was pandering to naughty narcissists. I mean who but narcissists want to read about narcissists? I used to think i was self-absorbed but that element bored and annoyed me in this book. Jong and her stand-in seemed to be gloating on how much living they were doing. All this reader could take from that was either a) I better get myself out of this book and doing ANYTHING at all, if not racy or glamorous or interesting then at least smelling a daisy or something. or b) at least reading something that does enlighten or thrill or take me somewhere. This book did not take me along to Venice or Manhattan, it merely made me mad that she was there having that, and I was stuck here reading this!

A good read about an older woman obsessed with a younger man whose idea of responsibility is a bit different than hers, forcing her to examine her own identity and what she's really looking for.

Jong gets too dour here. Leila Sands is a nonwitty variant on Isadora Wing. Eh.

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I do not like this book. I tried to finish it years ago but I just couldn't take it anymore!
Bessie Smith was a cool musician, it's true. But you don't want to take advice from a woman who sings a song about being with a man who hits her anymore than you want to take love advice from Billie Holiday songs!
The music is fantastic, the message, not so good. Man, this book was ANNOYING! I just cannot TAKE these whiny women whining all the time about how much their lives and marriages suck while they enjoy being humiliated and embarrassed by random men in tight leather pants. CUT IT OUT!

Ok, so if you want a great summer read about sexual obsession from a female and liberating point of view, this is the book for you! Enjoy

I loved this book. I thought the main character was believable and this whole situation was relatable.

este libro es para las locas me ha encantado

About love, obsession, drugs, quitting alcohol

Erica Jong is at heart a feminist, a feminist obsessed with sex. This obsession with sex helps her recognize her obsessive nature with everything, including drugs, alcohol, love. Although she overuses the word "cock" i found this to be a good read.