Ayelet Waldman on the “loathsome little turd of a novel,” Charlotte Roche’s Wetlands:
The Parent Trap meets Caligula, without the creepy but compelling sexuality of Malcolm MacDowell to keep you interested.
It’s an on-going conversation between Waldman and others that seems infinitely more engaging and appealing that the book in question.
Having read the reviews and a short excerpt, I can say with complete and utter certainty that I won’t be reading this book.