Angie belongs to the gym so that she has a place to shower before she heads off to her jobs. Credit card debt and a bad relationship have left her living in her car, but this is just the tip of the iceberg that has ravaged her life. She has pretty much seen it all – abusive men, molestation, etc.
Angie is convinced that there is a better life out there somewhere and when she meets Julie, the pieces finally begin to fall into place for her. They become instant best friends. They enjoy the same things and have had very similar life experiences; Julie gives Angie a hand to hold while she works things out.
Angry at men and their treatment of women, Angie decides to write a piece for the newspaper where she works about the strip club across the street. She interviews the workers there and they become fast friends. At a group meeting the women discuss their own secrets of rape, prostitution, assault and depression and Julie suggests that they pay the men back. At first they joke about what they would like to do to them, but it quickly escalates into a plan for a hostile takeover of the club.
I thoroughly enjoyed reading The Gentlemen’s Club until almost the end. Suddenly, I found myself almost repulsed by the way that the women were blaming everything on men. Yes, the men were wrong, but they refused to admit that they were in any way guilty themselves. For example: the men treat the women badly at the club – ogling them, talking trash, etc. So my thought was quit, don’t work there. Angie herself had done a stint working at a strip club and quit when she didn’t like the way she was treated. For me, it became male bashing and blaming at its finest. I understand the point that was trying to be made, but I am afraid that the attempt fell far from the mark and made the women themselves the unlikable characters.
Review copy was provided free of any obligation by Becky Due. No monetary or any other form of compensation was received.