Helpful Score: 1
Jennifer Crusie writes very funny chick-lit, full of sassy heroines and dialogue that fizzes and bubbles like champagne. Bob Mayer writes action-adventure thrillers. And when the two get together, they produce . . . a big disappointment. This tale of a movie set being used as a cover to move stolen merchandise is leaden and slow, with too much testosterone to be chick-lit and too much touchy-feely romance to be a thriller. Blech.
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