Interesting review of the book. It causes me attention:
All families have secrets. When your mother is self-oriented almost ad infinitum, is a larger-than-life character, and only wants you to confide in while cheating on her husband, everything becomes something that the secrets converges on.
The book is not only about the author's mother; it's also about her realizing herself, becoming an individual in her own right while developing her own life, and then, as we all do, circle into her mother and father as we all do. The book displays this in a near-Ingmar Bergman state of affairs without turning overly dramatic.
The reference you make of Bergman is fascinating. Honestly, I would have to read the book to make a more fair comment for your publication. A cordial greeting @pivic
Thanks, @marcybetancourt! I hope you read it.
My Bergman comparison is probably all over the place if you speak with someone who knows Bergman's work deeply; I've only seen a few films, but his way—and that of some other directors, perhaps most notably Ang Lee, e.g. in his "The Ice Storm"—to display families is quite disconcerting and horrifying while familiar.