At what point does a book become so bad that you actually find yourself wanting to read it?
There are some great reviews of Ronnie Irani’s book, No Boundaries, on Amazon:
“I once bought a Man United shirt with the name of Keith Gillespie on the back days before the club swapped him for Andy Cole. At the time I was skint and devastated by the wasted cash. I thought nothing could top that… In the last 14 years nothing has. Until now.”
That was a one star review. In all there are 19 one star reviews, two five star reviews and nothing in between.
Here’s another one star:
“This is by some margin the worst book I’ve ever read.”
“I would rather read the back of a crisp packet.”
It’s not all bad, though:
“Although devoid of any real content, interesting anecdotes, humour etc you don’t get his voice grating on you.”
After reading all of the reviews, we find that Irani’s book has gone beneath being so bad we want to read it, so we’re going to give it a miss.