Hyman published this book while her mother was on her deathbed, which shows exactly what kind of person she is: selfish and cruel. Yes, it's tough being the wealthy daughter of a famous celebrity who could be too raucous at times. Let me wipe the little tear from the corner of my eye. Hyman is such a twit that she finds her mother's passing off frozen macaroni & cheese as homecooked equally as offensive as alcoholism and suicidal tantrums. This book is her malicious, last ditch effort to drain more money out of her mother--if no longer directly from her pockets, then from her name. It reads like a campy amalgamation of all Davis' screen roles. And Hyman has the gall to claim this insulting 400pg diatribe was some sort of plea for reconciliation! Apparently, no one but the publishers bought that.