Review of Slammed (Slammed, #1) by Colleen Hoover: Riding the Waves of Potential – 2.5 Stars
You know how certain books catch your attention with the kind of buzz that almost makes you feel like you’re missing out on a cultural phenomenon? That was Slammed for me. With rave reviews on Goodreads boasting about its originality, heart-wrenching moments, and romance, I jumped at the chance to dive into Colleen Hoover’s debut novel, eager for an emotional journey sprinkled with poetry. Instead, what I discovered felt like a mixed bag—one that, unfortunately, left me adrift rather than swept away.
Slammed begins with Layken, or Lake, moving to a new town after the sudden loss of her father. It’s a classic scenario, heightened by her meeting Will, her charming neighbor who turns out to be her poetry teacher. The initial chemistry sizzles in an enjoyable first date that had me leaning in, momentarily convinced that I was in for an unforgettable love story. But as chapters unfolded, I was left grappling with the sense of déjà vu: a heart-thumping attraction blooming too quickly and too deeply, with a forbidden aspect that felt more like a tired trope than a creative spin.
What I genuinely appreciate about Slammed is its incorporation of slam poetry—a vibrant and expressive form of art that brought a unique layer to the narrative. Here, Hoover shines, melding the lines of verse with Layken and Will’s lives, yet the novelty swiftly fades in the waves of predictability. Their relationship escalates into a whirlwind of clichés: passionate make-outs followed by emotional retreats that simply left me shaking my head. I could almost hear the familiar soundtrack of countless romantic dramas playing in the background.
One of the bright spots, however, resides in the beautifully drawn secondary characters—most notably Eddie, Layken’s best friend, whose resilience and cheerfulness resonate with authenticity. These interpersonal dynamics, including the brothers’ relationships and the evolving bond between Layken and her mother, were far more compelling than the forced romantic turmoil. They offered insightful reflections on coping with loss and the complexities of family ties, which lingered in my mind long after I closed the book.
But the undercurrents of unrealistic love swept me away at times. How is it possible to feel such anguish over someone after just a few hours together? The emotional depth that the characters struggled to achieve seemed woefully unbalanced compared to the fervor of their initial connection. I found myself longing for more gradual development and reflection, elements that could have enriched a potentially heartfelt narrative.
In the end, Slammed is a pleasant read if you’re looking for something light and dramatic, but it didn’t evoke the tears or profound insights I had hoped for. It feels best suited for those evenings when you want a quick page-turner rather than a heavyweight emotional exploration. As for me, I’ll likely continue with the series, buoyed by curiosity about where the story goes next. After all, there’s something oddly cathartic about slam poetry that I’m beginning to appreciate more and more.
So, if you’re inclined to pick up Slammed, do so for the poetry—it’s the true gem amidst an otherwise familiar love story. Though it may not set your heart racing, it certainly holds value for anyone who enjoys a light escapade filled with dramatic flair. Happy reading!