Kleinbaum took every bit of charm from the movie and crushed it, threw it in donkey poop and spat a big ol juicy glob of halitosis saliva right on top of it. 

Eh, maybe that was a little bit of an exaggeration, but this book was rushed, poorly written, and aggressively uninspired. It felt like a mediocre screenplay. That is really not what you want to see in a novel. I really wouldn't be as insulted by this had I not seen the movie, but when you compare the two you can see one is significantly worse than the other (hmm I wonder which).