Who doesn't buy a book from time to time because of the cover, or as in this case, the title?
I'm human, and so I ordered The Buenos Aires Broken Hearts Club by Jessica Morrison, from Amazon. I sort of "collect" all novels of Buenos Aires and tango in English, well that was my excuse anyway.
And I got what I deserved.
The heroine, Cassie, is a 28 year old web producer from Seattle, who comes to Buenos Aires after a bad breakup to heal and find a new life (read: new man) as in reality so many women do or would like to do.
With a glibly written predictable plot, without graphic sex, it could be a "young adult" novel, although those tend to be of higher quality.
While set in Buenos Aires, with a few details changed the exact same story could take place in Rome or Mexico City or any other foreign metropolis. There are many errors in descriptions of the Buenos Aires background and Argentine culture and language. Of course there is the obligatory tango class at La Viruta and the drinking of mate. Otherwise why not Istanbul?
I got the impression the book was written by committee via long distance, and that the author is certainly not from the U.S. (Actually she's Canadian, and it shows in the book.)
OK, "beach read" and "chick lit," but not worth more than an hour, and certainly not during a flight to Buenos Aires!