The Imopostor’s Daughter. Finished 10-25-14, 3.5/5 stars, Graphic Memoir, 247 pages, pub. 2009
Laurie Sandell grew up in awe (and sometimes in terror) of her larger-than-life father, who told jaw-dropping tales of a privileged childhood in Buenos Aires, academic triumphs, heroism during Vietnam, friendships with Kissinger and the Pope. As a young woman, Laurie unconsciously mirrors her dad, trying on several outsized personalities (Tokyo stripper, lesbian seductress, Ambien addict). Later, she lucks into the perfect job–interviewing celebrities for a top women’s magazine. Growing up with her extraordinary father has given Laurie a knack for relating to the stars. But while researching an article on her dad’s life, she makes an astonishing discovery: he’s not the man he says he is–not even close. Now, Laurie begins to puzzle together three decades of lies and the splintered person that resulted from them–herself.
I’ve read a few graphic memoirs over the years and while they are not my favorite medium I find them a good change of pace and a chance to read a memoir I never would have taken the time for otherwise. I liked this presentation, thick pages and fun, colorful illustrations. A memoir is unlikely to be written unless there something out of the ordinary and in this case that something was Laurie’s father.
Laurie’s father was a liar/hot head/bully/thief and as Laurie became old enough to understand that he wasn’t the multi-diploma, Green Beret, spy that she thought he was her life fell apart. As most young adults with Daddy issues she tried some ill-advised activities until she started to take charge of her life.
I didn’t love Laurie, mainly because I didn’t understand her need to ‘out’ her father in a story so publicly. I became engrossed in her story but never warmed up to her (at least the graphic her) so this book was both good and bad for me.
I bought this one with my own money.
6 thoughts on “The Impostor’s Daughter by Laurie Sandell”
I have this but never got around to reading it.
I liked this one more than you did. Her dad really fascinated me for some reason.
Oh, I agree, the dad was fascinating. It just felt like she was airing dirty laundry just for attention. Why do that? I just never got the impression it was for anything but spite.
Sounds very interesting. I enjoyed Persopolis as a graphic novel memoir.
I haven’t read a graphic novel/memoir this year. This might not be the one I choose, but I’m going to pick one up at the library today.
This is one of the few graphic novels I’ve read. It was … interesting. I read it a few years ago when it was first published and I remember the presentation more than the story. I suppose that says something…