*Another raunchy tale of revenge from the internationally bestselling writer, the Helen Fielding of Germany Wealthy, self-made Gunther Schmidt is celebrating his 60th birthday in with sixty guests. 'Happy Birthday, old boy!' 'Welcome to the club!' But Gunther doesn't like being sixty. As he casts his eye over the assembled guests, he spots the luscious Linda, girlfriend of the mayor's son -- and just the one to keep him young! So when he goes to bed that night, he resolves to get rid of his boring wife Marion and have Linda instead.
But Gunther hasn't bargained for what Linda and Marion think of the matter...
' Un-neurotic, clear-sighted and wickedly irreverent... The perfect antidote to Bridget Jones and Ally McBeal'- The Mail on Sunday
This book is not amazing but it was interesting! It describes the (crazy) ideas that middle aged man have to feel yonger and what their wifes do, to get back at them. The action takes place in Germany so most of them are quite conventional, others want to lose control and live a fuller life.... Read to find out how they do it.
All’inizio sembrava una chiavica e pensi 300 pagine così non le reggo, poi ti prende, resta comunque un libretto simpatico ma non troppo, senza pretese. Il Femminismo spiegato alle casalinghe.
This was one of the first books I read in this genre and I gotta say I have since read better. The main ML is not likeable at all. He’s an old rich guy who isn’t anything to look at but thinks I’m rich so why not dump the wife and get a hot young thing. I’ll also screw the wife over with my money at the same time. The FL, why does she go along with it? To get a sugar daddy when she’s in a relationship? Her own admission the guy does nothing for her so why go along with it?
Il primo libro della Hauptmann che non ho finito con sforzo. Ritmi serrati e parecchia confusione come sempre nei suoi romanzi, ma la storia e' piacevole e divertente, anche se un po' superficiale. Lettura leggera da viaggio.
Ein interessanter Roman, viel Abwechslung, was mich als Leser gestört hat, sind die verschiedenen Sichten. Ich wusste am Ende nicht mehr wer zu wem gehörte.