The brilliant sequel to Foetal Attraction
Washed up in London and trying her best to raise her new-born son alone, Madeleine Wolfe is looking forward to taking her mind off things with some retail therapy - even if her budget stretches to prunes rather than Prada. But her day out takes an unexpected turn for the worse when she is mistakenly arrested in Harrods for shoplifting…
Detained with baby Jack in Holloway Prison’s Mother and Baby Unit, there’s only one man Maddy can turn to for help clearing her name: the father of her baby and ex-lover Alex.
Things have been bumpy between Maddy and Alex to say the least – there’s the wife and children he omitted to mention for starters. He’s also in the middle of launching his political career and needs to protect his wholesome image. But he won’t let Maddy down when she needs him most… will he?
The irreverent author of Foetal Attraction returns with a raucous comic ode to the joys of motherhood, composed of equal parts male-bashing and bons mots. Framed by a thief in a London department store, Aussie Madeline Wolfe, a constipated, breast milk-sodden "mad cow" (single mother), is arrested with her one-month-old son, Jack, and sent to prison as an example of the British welfare state gone wrong. Guilty of nothing more than loving a womanizing louse, Maddy becomes embroiled in a series of misadventures that snowball from one outrageous incident to the next, from smuggling Jack out of jail in a handbag to a daring escape before a live TV audience, and stealing her son back from the clutches of an unscrupulous social worker. The victim of bad circumstances made worse by her own bad judgment, Maddy is a likable, if incessantly smart-mouthed woman with a fierce love for her offspring. She is also the only character who comes close to having "a full load of nappies" in a cast that includes Jack's father (a shallow, amoral TV star), Maddy's best friend (an oversexed upper-crust gold-digger with her own "Absolutely Fabulous" approach to motherhood) and a smattering of other half-baked (and half-witted) villains and heroes. Though the shock value of Lette's wisecracking wit is considerable (Maddy is "as culturally refined as a turd in a cocktail"), Lette's overindulgence in fresh talk becomes tiresome. But she gives new meaning to the phrase "mad cow disease" with this off-the-wall slice of maternal life that won't be found in any parenting book. $25,000 ad/promo; simultaneous Dove audio.