Reminded me a lot of Bridget's Jones' Diary but only a male version, it's William Walker telling the story. A total chick flick but since it's a guy's story I'll call it a dick lit. Some of the one liners and jokes are funny enough to make you laugh out loud, the story is well written in the beginning, gripping enough to make you want to read it till the end. Yet somehow by the end leaves you with a feeling of it being not only a dick flick but a shallow one as well ( unlike Bridget's Jones' Diary), the book leaves a sort of not-so-good after taste in the mouth. It might soar high in the Chick literature category but not anywhere else (unlike Helen Fielding's book again, although to be fair her acclaim also came from being the first of it's kind). It's too bad because in the beginning I really enjoyed it and couldn't wait to finish it. You can see right through Alex's game who is the main antagonist, you can foresee that his lamps are more then just that. This was it's loss being far too predictable although we do expect everything to be resolved in the ending. A happy ending doesn't exclude a good journey. Recommended only if you are looking for some light reading.