I am really not sure what to make of this book, if I'm honest, which I try to be when I'm reviewing something.
Firstly, it is very well written, and very easy to read. Another reviewer writes that it reads like a novel, and yes, I have to agree.
But it is a memoir of Adam Sharp's life, and specifically the way the relationship with his parents shaped that life. The title refers to his father, but his mother is just as important a figure in the book, and in Adam's life and emotional landscape.
It is not the sort of book I usually choose to read. I am not big on memoirs of a miserable childhood and what makes the man/woman because of them, and this is basically that.
Having said that, Adam is engaging as a story teller, and his life journey has been interesting, albeit not one I would usually choose to read about. It seems like an honest account, and I like the fact that it is unsentimental. By that I do not mean that he doesn't care or feel deeply about things, but that it is not chock full of platitudes and moral lessons for us all to learn.
I think my confusion with this came with the fact that as it does read like a novel, there really isn't an ending, which, as a memoir of course, there shouldn't be, but because it is so novelistic I felt at the end like I was kind of left hanging.
I'd read more by Adam, but I'd like him to write a book instead.