A pretty frank biography of the recently deceased novelist. It's amazing how thoroughly you get the sense of an incredibly selfish fellow Günter Grass clearly was. While it's no shock to hear about his ego (anyone who knows anything about the man, knows that), the sheer level of disregard that he showed for those closest to him is genuinely shocking. Perhaps it's the nature of a certain type of artists.

On that alone this is an interesting and worthwhile read.