Book clubs can be a wonderful way for like-minded people to get together and share their love of literature. Maybe you're long out of college and miss the academic pleasure of "talking out" a book, or maybe you'd like to get more insights than reading alone can provide. Or maybe you just want an excuse to drink wine and jabber with girlfriends.
Some people have suggested that book clubs are a silly, middle class diversion for the kinds of pretentious bourgie women who want to have high mined discussions about books you buy at an airport so you can read it "before you see the movie." The ever-reliable Daily Mail has some pretty hairy horror stories about a dark underbelly of mutual trade-paperback enjoyment, one populated by "show offs, drunks, and fibbers."