August 1, 2012

Pretty Amy by Lisa Burstein

Pretty Amy
Amy is fine living in the shadows of beautiful Lila and uber-cool Cassie, because at least she’s somewhat beautiful and uber-cool by association. But when their dates stand them up for prom, and the girls take matters into their own hands—earning them a night in jail outfitted in satin, stilettos, and Spanx—Amy discovers even a prom spent in handcuffs might be better than the humiliating “rehabilitation techniques” now filling up her summer. Worse, with Lila and Cassie parentally banned, Amy feels like she has nothing—like she is nothing.

Navigating unlikely alliances with her new coworker, two very different boys, and possibly even her parents, Amy struggles to decide if it’s worth being a best friend when it makes you a public enemy. Bringing readers along on an often hilarious and heartwarming journey, Amy finds that maybe getting a life only happens once you think your life is over.

My Thoughts/Review:

I don't get the title. I really don't. It's called pretty Amy, but it's about a girl who's struggling with her arrest, and her court date. I just don't understand the appeal of 'Pretty Amy' as a title.

Amy was an alright kind of character, but she kind of annoyed me. She really didn't care what happened to her at the end of her court case, and she didn't care who she hurt, or that she was pushing away all the people who wanted to help her. She was messed up. She never thought about what she said, or what she did, and how it affected other people. That's what ruined her as a character for me.

Overall, I'd say it was a good book, with all the dynamics of the arrest, and not being able to get into the prom and all, but it fell a little flat for me. The characters, the setting, and the plot just made
me not want to write this review.
Not that it's a very good review, but you catch my drift. I was unfulfilled by characters, plot, generally dramatic things that were unbelievably dumb, and I just didn't particularly enjoy it. For one, no parent, when a child says (sarcastically) "My heroin is in my mattress!" goes and immediately tears apart the entire mattress, rips all the stuffing out, and then throws it in the backyard and burns it.

No parent would do that. It would be stupid. Mattresses cost money! Plus there would have to be a hole or something. It would be stupid to just rip up the entire thing. This, among many other reasons, is why this book just kills me. Sorry guys, three star rating for this one.

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