A departure, in both art and story telling, that failed. This was a huge waste of time to read. Content wise, it was filled with the author's self-absorption and neurosis that was tied with Woolf and a bunch of mid-century psychoanalysis mumbo-jumbo. Honestly, the story was more about the author's r...
The latest foray into the realms of the graphic novel led me to Bechdel's autobiographical works about her parents. Fun Home, the earlier of the two books, describes her growing up and relationship with her father. Without going into much of the plot and issues, Fun Home offers an exploration into...
As an autobiographical sequel to Fun Home, Bechdel’s approach to analysing her relationship with her mother couldn’t be more different to how she examined the one with her father. If you have a problem with dry psychoanalysis, then you may struggle with Are You My Mother? Continue reading →
It is impossible not to compare this to Bechdel’s phenomenal Fun Home, as you will quickly gather by looking at any other review. I, like many, many others still prefer the paired-down, slightly distanced power of Fun Home to this much more introspective and solipsistic approach, but when you get do...
I finished this book in an hour and a half. Then I threw it across the room. This is not a book about the author's mother. It's about the author and her hopeless neuroses.
Through quotes (mostly from psychoanalyst Winnicot and writer Virginia Woolf) and her own writing and art, Bechdel chronicles her struggles with understanding and documenting her family history. Most of the action is either between Bechdel and her therapists or with her mother. I was impatient wit...
I am giving this book three stars, but I think I am being a bit generous. Two stars may be a bit closer to how I felt about it, but the book is not a total loss. I feel bad about that rating given that I enjoyed her previous book, Fun Home, immensely. The main problem, and we may as well just get to...
Whereas Fun Home focused on Alison Bechdel's father, Are You My Mother? (as the title suggests) focuses on her mother. Bechdel takes her readers through her process of trying to determine the source of the emotional distance she has always felt between herself and her mother. As her mother herself o...
Solipsistic to the extreme, Bechdel says so herself in the pages. Very self-aware. meta. self-indulgent. naval-gazey. This almost threw me off the book, but after thirty pages or so I began to adjust and the story stopped nesting in on itself enough to move forward. Just like 'Fun Home', this is suc...
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