Daisy Jones & The Six

So. Daisy Jones and The Why The Fuck Are You Alive? In this review I will compare the book to things that will make so little sense at first, but work with me here, please.

This reminded me of Sex and The City in one specific way. They did have sex. But that's not it, that's just wooohooo rock stars.
The thing I will forever hate about Sex and The City was the fact that we had to follow people who were fundamentally just... absolute assholes. Sure, messed up things happened to them and I know the writers wanted me to feel sorry for them, but at the same time, just no. They all forged their own problems with their own hands and they never seemed to actually learn, just chased meaningless shit and acted awful, expecting some wonderful outcome still, because if you cry a little after heinous things then it's all okay, right?
This book is the absolute same thing. We are told Billy and especially Daisy are these fantastic, once in a lifetime amazing creatures. The number of times Daisy's HUGE BLUE EYES get mentioned made me want to claw my non-blue ones out of my head. She is such a manic pixie dream guuuurl, you can't tell her what to do. She doesn't wear a bra, because fuck you, that's why. She does all the drugs ever, because nobody can tell Daisy what to dooooo. There is literally nothing great about her. People keep saying she has a great heart. People who don't even know her. Based on? Well, I have no idea, because other than being told she baked a birthday cake for the mailman as a child, we never see any sign of it. Daisy never tries, with anything. She just rampages, but she has big blue eyes and she is pretty, so it's all cool.
Billy and his wife Camila are almost as asinine. The stomach-turning ideas about how your spouse can do whatever, because you “trust” them is just... are we being this stupid and this level of martyrs now? “Oh, he only cheated on me when I was pregnant and he was doing drugs, so it's cool.” I'm sorry, but these people are miserable as shit. But Camila is only a bossy bitch when it doesn't matter, but she acts like wet cardboard when it should be important to be straight with Billy. Because she DECIDED to marry a rock star, so it's all okay.
Karen's only character trait is struggling bossbabe. Eddie is pissed off. Warren likes babes. Pete... was there at some point or some shit. Graham was the only one who was kind of nice, really.
The way it ends, though... that's some gigantic bullshit. Camila is considerate enough to die, so Billy and Daisy have a chance of making up. How shitty.

And we have arrived to my other nonsensical comparison.
Tolkien invented a language because linguistics was his passion. He knew a lot about it and to him that was prime fun. Which gave the stupid idea of “every fantasy series needs some half baked bullshit fake language” to generations of fantasy authors who can't do the same. They try, bless them, but they make these clunky ass words and it just never works.
My point? Do not include something just because you feel you have to, when you clearly don't have the skills. The lyrics in this are.... not great. You can't tell me these are genius songs, they aren't. They kind of are just absolutely meh. We are told these characters are absolute forces and we get this?

What baffled me most is that this was played straight. You were meant to buy it, Daisy being some angelic icon. Everyone wanted to be like her. Billy's 5-year-old daughter said she was her favourite. A woman who was constantly on drugs, a petty mess, who couldn't be trusted to take care of herself. And everyone was okay with this.
In 500 Days of Summer, at least the point was that Tom needed to realise that what he was doing was unrealistic and stupid. Here, you are meant to understand why everyone was all about Daisy. She was “right” and everyone else was wrong.

I will be honest, I read this because of the hype and I regret it wholeheartedly. The only thing is, it was super easy and fast. That's it. Bye.