It's as interesting what Fred Waitzkin does not include in this book as what he does. There's hints at but overall glossing over the enormous strain his (Fred's) ambitious must have put on the family, little discussion about how Josh's mother must have felt about her husband dragging their seven-year-old son around seedy or desolate locales looking for competition to play their son, just to prove who was tops. Nor is there little about how Josh felt, other than the occasional "I'm tired" or "I'm hungry." We get a lot of insights into what other "chess fathers" are like (lots of pinheads, according to Fred), but little inward reflection, except in a few spots where he quickly lets himself off the hook. Don't get me wrong--it's a good book. But it stopped just short of really revealing anything deep about either father or son.