Though Sandlin has been compared to Christopher Moore in terms of taking his readers on wild and wonderful romps, he falls a bit short of Moore's skills and charms.
Sandlin is a very good writer, if a bit predictable.
On paper, Rowdy in Paris has the ring of a fun ride: a cowboy in Paris. It has its moments - the cowpoke, Rowdy, mixing it up with a group of French nationals bent on bringing to its knees the invasion of American food franchise operations - but not enough of them.
It feels as if the author keeps reining in his character, the same way the character reins in the bulls he rides. If Tim - and consequently Rowdy - both threw caution to the wind, this tale could have been far more engaging.
If you're in between Christopher Moore and Tom Robbins books, this one will do. But it won't replace anything from either of these other two writers.