Saturday, February 5, 2011
Anna and the French Kiss [Review] (Spoiler Free)
As soon as I watched John Green's review of Anna and the French Kiss I wanted to read it. Maybe it was because my favourite author was recommending it, or because it was Stephanie Perkins' first novel and I wanted to support a fellow Potter fan, I'm not sure. But I knew nothing about the story. And then I looked up the story, and discovered that it was set in Paris, and had this absolutely gorgeous boy in it. I'll admit though, it didn't sound like anything spectacular. It sounded like another teen romance. But I ordered it anyway, because I still really wanted to read it.
And then I started to read it.
I could not put this book down. I read it in less than 24 hours. I sped through the pages, craving to know more about Anna (who I related to more than Cassia from Matched, oddly enough.), about St. Clair (or should we refer to him as Etienne now?), about Paris, about everything. Anna was basically me, minus the author father and the boarding school. She loves film more than she can really express, she's terrified of the unknown, she and her best friend have some crazy traditions and she adores her family. (Or at least, her brother and mother.) And Etienne...oh my god don't get me started on Etienne. I was as in love with him as every other girl in that book. Gorgeous, English AND French, yet American too, fun to be around. Sigh. Yes please.
I'm not usually one to read strictly romance books. I like romance in books, but not just romance books. Maybe I've been looking at the wrong romance books before this, I don't know, but there is something about this book that just made me fall in love with it. Stephanie Perkins' story, her writing, everything about it was just so fun to read. It is what would happen if John Green and Maureen Johnson collided and somehow made one new person. That is this book.
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