I've never thought of myself as lowbrow before, but all the scathing reviews of Full Tilt and Full Speed are making me rethink that.Let's get this out of the way right up front: No, this isn't nearly as good as a Stephanie Plum novel. The tale of weekly newspaper publisher Jamie Swift and dashing tech billionaire Max Holt is much more lightweight and campy, even. Max is as much a caricature as James Bond; the gun-toting, Bible-thumping Vera is a harpy; no woman is as superficial as Deedee (at least I hope not!) and the flaming queen Beanie is an insult to gay men everywhere. Only Jamie is somewhat realistic. But Full Tilt was still fun, especially Muffin the world's most amazing computer. I've definitely read worse.If you go into it expecting it to be no better than your average sitcom, you won't be disappointed. I have to admit that, as soon as I finished Full Tilt, I ordered Full Speed from the library. Maybe I should consider it a guilty pleasure.