Ackerley wrote nice sentences. And that's it; otherwise, this is not in the least interesting. ( )

Art is illusion, of course, but this memoir gives at least the illusion of breathtaking candour and unflinching self-disclosure in which a desire for the reader's approval plays no part. The ostensible theme of the book, as the title suggests, is the author's lack of curiosity about or insight into his father's inner or indeed outer life, but in the process we learn more about the author's life than we probably know about most of our supposed intimates. I found it a consistently fascinating read.

Understated. Filled something like father crush, but a bit more subtle. ( )

The author learns as an adult that his father had a second family. He puzzles as to why he had not been trusted with the secret. His own secret was that he was a homosexual. Unfortunately he could not reconcile his sexual attraction to working class men with his romantic desire for an Ideal Friend. Not perhaps unusual in the England of the time. His account of experience in WWI is harrowing. At one point his elder brother is lying wounded between the trenches. Official policy forbade forays to retrieve the wounded and he is torn between his duty as an officer and his filial feeling. Fortunately for the author his brother crawls back to his own lines, only to die later in a different attack. I was amazed to find that, according to Ackerley, His Majesty's Brigade of Guards has a long history in homosexual prostitution, given to hanging about in certain pubs waiting for some kind gentleman to stand them a few pints and the traditional tip of a pound (about $5) to provide a bit of fun. Horse Guards cost more--no explanation of why--were their uniforms more attractive, were they more attractive, did gentlemen enjoy a horsy aroma? Ultimately the book is sad. The author concludes that his happiest period was one in which he gave up the pursuit of human love for the faithfulness and uncritical companionship of a dog.

The book is an account and analysis of the distant but cordial relationship between the author and his father. As such it is forthright, honest, and painful for the opportunities for closeness missed. Through a series of revelations, it's clear that the father has led a secret life which adds to the father/son distance. The author attempts to present the reader with these revelations in the same shocking way they were presented to him but his description of his father's early life gives away many of the surprises to the reader. Reading the Introduction first would blow the whole surprise. Wait. ( )