im watching a very bad tv show that is an adaptation of a book i really enjoyed. and its been soooo long since i watched a bad tv show - clunky, soapy, bad dialogue. and its kind of pleasurable? like eating those powdered sugar donuts that taste like sweet cardboard.
I could tell it was a Liane Moriarty novel, even having never read them just based on the bits of dialogue that peeked through! It was sooo bad compared to the other adaptations and I loved it. My wife put it on and I was like, omg, I have to see the next one”
I haven't read that one, but every time I hear the title I remember the woman from my book club who rants that there weren't 9 of them and they weren't strangers. Makes me laugh every time.