Instead, this book was NOTHING about what I thought it would be about. It started out sort of like a love story, and then a portrait of family and friendship, and then it turned into this story of parental nightmare of the worst possible kind. Having a psycho liar for a child. The book ended with no satisfying ending, and I was left wondering WHAT THE POINT WAS! I literally closed the book and went "what the fuck".
Also, while all the art was interesting, I started to feel like the book was a little too pretentious for my tastes. Too intellectual, artsy-fartsy for me. No thanks.
So uh, yeah, that's that.