She’s a classic alcoholic who had an alcoholic parent, and quite honestly I don’t care about her reasons. This bitch is drunk for the entire novel. She doesn’t do it sober, however, because as she will tell you again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again, Cassie loves to drink. You’ve got this all wrong and I’m going to prove it!”īut, after learning that her one-time lover was killed by a Russian hitwoman with a heart of gold, that’s exactly what Cassie does. What you would not do is say, “You know what, FBI man? I think you’re wrong. I think 9 times out of 10, if the FBI said to you, “that man who you barely knew, was actually murdered by a Russian assassin,” you’d be like, “It’s amazing I’m not dead as well, so peace out! Let me move on from this fucking craziness. Putting aside how fucking gross I think someone romantically washing your hair is, it’s a pretty stupid reason to go hog-wild on behalf of a dead guy.
The whole novel hinged on one plot point that I thought was rationally flimsy – the idea that Cassie would doubt the story of why her one-night stand was murdered as told to her by the FBI, go to bat for someone she didn’t know and put her life in danger with the FBI and the Russian government – because the victim washed her hair before they had sex.īad guys don’t wash your hair, I guess? I mean, they probably don’t, but still. “It was just like so many of the other times she had woken up naked and hungover in bed with a guy, with only the slightest idea how she had gotten there – except this time the guy was dead.”īrace for some mild spoiler-y complaining… It is my personal opinion that spy thrillers only work on screen because at least the ridiculousness of the storyline can be matched with action sequences and it all balances out in that over-the-top framework.ĭespite the opening of Cassie, The Drunk Flight Attendant, waking up next to a dead body after another one-night stand catching my attention, this novel really devolved after that into a spy thriller format that left little for me to be interested in because I found it all to be cheesy and silly. As Peter Griffin would say, they insist upon themselves. Jesus, take the wheel! I don’t think I have ever liked a spy thriller. But no one warned me that this was a spy thriller. The kick-off has so much promise to be suspenseful and thrilling, but it didn’t end up working for me. (That was a genuinely subtle plane pun.)īut omigod, it was not at all what I was hoping it would be. Maybe I should have paid more attention to the other reviews on the matter, but my ability to make a snap decision based on a good synopsis has been my downfall once again.Īll I saw was “ she wakes up next to a dead body,” and I was 100% on board with this. The Flight Attendant had been on my radar for a while. Filed Under: I woke up like this (next to a dead body.)
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