And I thought that dreams were interesting....
Sheldon droops down to the level to a stuffy writer with none-too-secret plot and worst of all; stretching it to a limit of thorough exhaustion of minds.
The plot is clear from the beginning and the issue of personality disorders has been squeezed dry by even third rate writers. The ending is in the typical Sydney Sheldon style who always give leeway for aspiring movie-directors for a sequel..
Well, the hardcore Sheldon fans can blame me for blunt remarks, but I would really recommend ’Tell Me Your dreams’ readers to migrate to a level above that of the Hardy Boys and Famous Five.
Sheldon had been my favourite when I was a kid. I still adore his ’If Tomorrow Comes’ (However unrealistic it was..).. but this one is waaaaaaay below his own standard..
When you havent got anything for the weekend, when you are on a sick leave with nothing much at hand, when all the shops and libraries in world are closed for the day, when your friends stop lending you books and when you get bored of boredom - then you can realize that...its time to ’’Tell Me Your Dreams’’