Motor Mouth – Janet Evanovich (2006, HarperCollins, New York)
A humorous murder mystery set in the world of NASCAR? Sounds like fun, right?
More like silly, as in so silly that even the old “suspension of disbelief” trick has to be suspended. Honest, I’ll save you some time: if you’re gonna read Evanovich, stick to the Stephanie Plum books…they’re slightly less…goofy. There’s not nearly enough sexual tension between girl mechanic extraordinaire Barney and hot race car driver Hooker to fill in the wacky hijinks involving improperly buried dead bodies, interstate car crashes, stolen haulers, a bunch of stupid thugs, and so many stops for fast food that it’s an absolute wonder our hero and heroine are so utterly svelte and sexy. Still…there’s a decent amount of guilty pleasure in trying to figure out just how crazy the plotline will get. Like eating an entire bag of potato chips in one sitting, but without the annoying calories.
Drivers, start your engines!