Ink-a-licious! is painful. It’s like a colouring book written by an angry 16-year-old still learning how to draw. Or, more accurately, it’s almost as if some random press company decided to hire a group of teens without education and have them each make an individual page about what irks them the most about the world.
Granted the observations are for the most part true. It’s just that they’re so poorly presented that it’s hard to muster up the urge to care. The content is so badly written that, when partnered with the sloppy artwork, most of the time I was rolling my eyes and thinking “duh,” or, “oh, who cares?”
If it were done creatively, it would make a good read, but in this case, it’s done horrifically. Do yourself a favour and skip it. (Tara Blackmore)
Kevin McBride, www.kevmcbride.com