The blub on Tell All's cover made it sound promising:
After finishing it (and feeling that it was a bit of a letdown overall and not what I was expecting), I looked it up online to learn a bit more. Up popped the L.A. Times review. Here's a slightly different excerpt from its Tell All review:
"...instead of a blockbuster, 'Tell-All' is a bomb. Like many a movie that promises to combine action with romance, it delivers neither. A giant gasbag of a book, an unwieldy genre mish-mash, more confusing than entertaining, it lands with a thud as what the cigar-chompers in Hollywood used to call a 'feathered fish' — a story with so many disparate parts that it neither flies nor swims."
Quite a difference, eh? Of course, I've seen perhaps slightly more subtle forms of this before for movies and other books, but this is one of the more extreme examples I've come across.
(And for those of you who haven't yet visited the review above, the quote on the cover above actually refers to Palahnuik's writing in general, not this particular book...)
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