"When Women Were Warriors" reminded me that books could be good. And the two books by Peter Dirk. I can actually recall more books that upset me.
Lord of the Rings: omfg get on with it.
Blood and Chocolate: are you fucking kidding me with that horse shit ending?
Anne Rice: wow this is moody.
Redwall: was great until I tried to read my third one and felt like it was a predictable formula.
And after those I actually can't even remember what I've read because there was nothing there.
Maybe I'm just shitty.