Those two positive reviews come from RWBM outlets
(RWBM = Right-Wing Bullshit Machine)
Melania, the film, has opened around the world with virtually empty theaters despite Bezos and Amazon spending $10s of millions to promote it, Donald Trump (un)TruthSocial postings pimping it, and the MAGA faithful skewing Rotten Tomatoes ratings. The vitriolically negative reviews by critics who have seen it are, well, hard to exaggerate. The Guardian review, which is truly worth a read, ends “two hours of Melania feels like pure, endless hell”. From that review, this gem of a paragraph:
No doubt there is a great documentary to be made about Melania Knauss, the ambitious model from out of Slovenia who married a New York real-estate mogul and then found herself cast in the role of a latter-day Eva Braun, but the horrific Melania emphatically isn’t it. It’s one of those rare, unicorn films that doesn’t have a single redeeming quality. I’m not even sure it qualifies as a documentary, exactly, so much as an elaborate piece of designer taxidermy, horribly overpriced and ice-cold to the touch and proffered like a medieval tribute to placate the greedy king on his throne.
Melania: Devourer of Men
For some more tastes of Melania’s reviews, see the Who ordered the schadenfreude? Here's a compilation of 'Melania' movie reviews
Now, Bezos has invested some $75M or so (so far) in his corrupt buying goodwill and favor with the (unbelievably) corrupt Trump mafioso family. From its record-breaking for low ticket sale blockbuster opening, Melania will be moving into the streaming world. Without question, Jeff wants to have it do well there. We have a chance to put Melania, both the movie and the women, in its rightful place in the Amazon ecosystem by boosting the ratings of the Kindle book Melania: Devourer of Men which will cost you the grand total of $0 as a Kindle book.
With 1818 (as of the moment) five-star reviews, Melania: Devourer of Men has only a fraction of the 12,000 reviews of the 4.5 star 2014 Trump mafiosa book Melania. I’ve done my part as one of the 1818 to put (the no matter what is actually in it) Devourer of Men before the Trump mafiosa book and to lower the horrific Melania film in search results. Will you join me?
NOTE: This did not originate with me but came to my attention via this Reddit post: We're messing up Melania Trump's Amazon search results
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Do you want to help Melania Trump have her rightful place in the Amazon ecosystem?
If so, here’s your chance.
Uprate / download the free to you and me thriller:
Melania: Devourer of Men
www.amazon.com/Melania-Devo...
As recommended at Reddit:
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— A Siegel (@asiegel.bsky.social) 2026-01-30T04:06:07.136Z
Again, if you (sigh, still) have an Amazon account, take the moment to upvote Melania: Devourer of Men (with a $0 purchase, if you wish, for your Kindle).
PS: By the way, you won’t really be wasting your time in reading Devourer of Men. If you don’t believe me, try reading some of the reviews such as:
I picked this up thinking I would skim a few pages, laugh, and move on with my life. Instead, I read the entire thing like someone rubbernecking a spectacular accident they can’t look away from.
This book does not warm up. It does not ease you in. It hits the ground running and never once considers slowing down to see if you’re still with it. By page three I realized this wasn’t going to be a “so bad it’s good” situation. This was a “bold choices were made and no one intervened” situation.
The energy of this novel is relentless confidence. Every sentence seems written by someone who woke up and thought, “Yes. More of that. And then more again.” Characters don’t converse so much as deliver declarations. Emotions arrive at a full sprint. Nothing simmers. Everything boils immediately.
At several points I found myself thinking, “Surely this is where it pulls back.” It never does. Not once. If anything, it leans in harder, as if daring the reader to object. I respect that. Fearless nonsense is still fearless.
What really got me, though, is how sincere it is. This book is not in on the joke. It believes in itself with the confidence of someone who has never once asked for feedback. There is no irony, no hesitation, no apology. It commits to every single moment like it’s delivering a dramatic monologue to an empty theater and refuses to break character.
By the end, I wasn’t even laughing at it anymore. I was laughing with it. Or maybe just laughing in general, unsure how I got here but aware that I had gone too far to turn back.
Is it good? I genuinely don’t know how to answer that. Is it unforgettable? Absolutely. Will I ever forget reading this? No. Would I hand it to a friend and say “you have to experience this”? Without hesitation.
This is not a book you casually recommend. This is a book you slide across the table, make eye contact, and say, “Trust me.”
Five stars. I survived.
Likely not going to ever make it on any ‘best of’ literature list but is one that might spark enough thinking and reaction (to substance and style) to make it worth your time.
PS: Action Item #2, kick-off Black History month with Michelle Obama’s Becoming on Netflix and boost its rating/visibility.
