The Case of Section 950, Seat E-14 by Jimmy Martin

I.  Just.  Can't.

I read through Chapter Ten.  I cannot continue.  I can't force myself.  I can't bribe myself with chocolate.  Cannot.  It's not even that I'm not willing to.  It's the fact that if I read one more word of this book, I'm going to set it on fire.  With my laser eyes.  Which I don't have.  So, in order to read more I'd have to go find a doctor willing to give me laser eyes.  Hence, Cannot.

So, let's be clear.  There is probably a niche market out there for this book.  I don't know where it is, but I'm sure it exists.

Let's get the good stuff out of the way first!  Martin has a great capacity for story telling!  His story is brisk-paced and he does a great job of creating characters vividly without having to devote a lot of detail to doing so.  Should he decide to write something that I don't hate, I could see myself not hating it.  Martin has talent and potential.

What the hell man?  This is the most sexist book I've ever read.  By chapter ten, we have two female characters.  One's a flight-nurse.  Oh look!  The best of both worlds!  Flight attendant and nurse!  The other is a stupid billy goat of a whore.  'Oh look!  He's been shot!  I better go to the lingerie store and buy a cheerleader outfit so we can have sex even though I just picked him up in a bar yesterday!'

Let's move on to the male characters!  Football.  Lots and lots of football.  When we don't have football, we have snipers and military and clothes-lining kids on bicycles and whorey sex.

Now, I don't really even care about the chauvinistic attitudes in the book.  I don't even care so much about the rampant sex and violence and football that makes absolutely no sense.  What I do care about is that there's no substance to these characters.  There could possibly have been a plot hidden in here, but I can't stand these people enough to continue reading to find out.  I hope when they discover what's hidden, it's a bomb and they all blow up.

Now, Jimmy Martin, I apologize if this seems harsh.  Keep in mind, this is my opinion.  As I said before, there's a niche market for this, I'm sure.  If this is your thing, then by all means, please buy this book and be entertained!  It simply wasn't for me!  Mr. Martin, I do believe you have a penchant for storytelling and I hope some day in the future you write something that I can finish reading without having to have laser eyes implanted.

I received a free copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.  I'm sorry my honesty wasn't more pleasant.