A memoir? Could have fooled me. If this story wasn’t overtly described as a true story I would never have believed it was possible. Having said that, it’s a pretty easy read and quite funny at moments. I haven’t seen the movie although am now keen knowing that Annette Bening plays Augusten’s mother.
The story is Augusten’s recollections of a very strange up-bringing; his mother signing over her son’s guardianship to her shrink even though there’s a raving pedophile in his home. The bizarre and unusual characters that Augusten finds himself with are both funny and scary. Agnes eating dry dogfood; Pooh doing a poo; and Hope with her cat are all very peculiar but portrayed in a way that makes them seem more bohemian than bananas.
Give it a go, it’s not a bad read.
