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I can’t resist the lure of a buzzy book, so when I saw how much press this one was getting, I felt like I had to read it. Unfortunately, I was left disappointed.

This book is a collection of sexual fantasies submitted by women from around the world. The thing about reading other people’s fantasies is that it’s honestly pretty boring. It feels like when someone tells you about the dream they had last night, just with a lot more genitalia.

The high points were definitely the submissions that reflected on why they have these fantasies or how they feel about them. It was so interesting to see the perspectives of, for instance, queer people living in homophobic countries or disabled people who feel infantilized in their daily lives. But there was little reflection or analysis built into the book as a whole, aside from chapter introductions where the editor spends as much time talking about her acting roles as she does about the possible psychology behind different kinds of fantasies.

I think this book is ultimately more important as a cultural artifact or feminist statement than it is as actual reading material. I can see how it was probably very empowering for the writers who wrote for it, but overall, I think this project serves them more than its readers.