Call me insane, but I actually thought this one would turn out to be all right. The advertising campaign and the packaging are so gloriously over-the-top, I began to believe it would be a no-holds-barred powerhouse, an Antaeus for the 21st century. Even the official list of notes boded well, although I learned not to trust those years ago. Regrettably, Eros is about as dull and predictable as they come. In fact, you could probably use it as a text book definition of everything that is moronic about mainstream, masculine perfumery. There's a brief moment when its green apple note suggests it might be aiming for the unfussy appeal of the original Hugo (and that, at some stage in its development, someone tried to take the 'god of love' concept seriously) but beyond that, it is generic freshness extraordinaire (cheap mint, pine and lemon) with the de rigueur slug of abrasive, ambery woods and an all-pervading fog of illegibility. At least the advert is worth several chuckles...
[Review based on a sample of eau de toilette provided by Versace in 2013.]
PS Don't forget you've got until Monday night (UK time) to enter this draw for a sample of the new perfume from Marni.