Jackie Collins novels are a ridiculous, compulsively readable, guilty, trashy pleasure - and I have devoured them all. Her novels are about greed, sex, drugs, smut, and sleaze - in a word, Hollywood and how people will do ANYTHING for the chance to be rich and famous. A lot has changed since the 70�Ûªs, but we can be sure that THIS is still a truth universally acknowledged. These books are even more fun to read now, when Hollywood is trying to pretend it‰Ûªs the bastion of moral authority.

I got Sinners as a Kindle daily deal and thought it was one of Jackie Collins novels that I had missed back in the day. But after first page about Herbert the creepy chauffeur and his fat wife Marge I realized that I had read it already, probably more than once. This one was written in the early 70s and it's especially fun because of the cheesy vibe and dialogue. ( )

3.5 stars ( )

From one of the book boxes that Moem sent to me. I will not be reading this book, just giving it a temporary home before it finds a new reader.