A review by jayme
True at First Light by Patrick Hemingway, Ernest Hemingway

1.0

This book didn't make me think much of Hemingway as a man. I disliked just about every part of this story, although it was beautifully written. The most irritating part was his courting of a young woman from the village. I think I would have been driven mad if I were stuck in a foreign country while my husband flitted about with another girl. Even so, the book didn't really make me sympathetic with his wife, Mary though. She comes off as a little dim in my opinion, completely obsessed with killing a lion, but without any real hunting skill, to the point where it puts others in danger. Yet nobody seems willing to say anything to her, they simply play along.

This book is supposed to be half memoir and half fiction. I don't know which parts of it were true, but no matter which parts were, they all make Hemingway look like a jerk.