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This review is from: Unzipped: Proof That Power Really is the Ultimate Aphrodisiac (Hardcover)
Really, what's the point? My colleague and I spent a desperately sad hour in Bond Street bookshops looking for this, and frankly it just wasn't worth the bother.
Given that it is tantalisingly advertised as "what really goes on in the corridors of power", if the anonymous author is ever unmasked (and he will be - there are many reference points, most so large you could hang a jacket on them) I will sue him under the Trades Description Act.
First, if having lunch in Parliament and strolling to the gift shop - as close as our hero gets to the hinted Parliamentary naughtiness - is somehow illicit, then rename me (and the other hundred or so tourists who do the same every day) Miss Whiplash.
Second, "shopping list" descriptions of sexual acts and prostitutes visited is not erotic. It's boring, and would be even if the whole book wasn't written in the style of a tax return.
Third, the constant pathetic assertion that the women enjoyed doing this seemed to point to a need to justify his actions to himself.
There was no sense of plot or even personal development. Just long, interminable, functional descriptions of champagne drunk/prostitutes bedded/subsequent self-justification. That's three hours of my life I'm not getting back. Boring and pointless.
Come to think of it, "boring and pointless" pretty much sums it up.