I read a ton of reviews of this book in various newspapers/magazines, most of which were extraordinarily positive. The author is a good storyteller and uses language well. I have a few criticisms, though. In places the narrative was too choppy, as if film jump-cuts were the effect the author was going for. Additionally, her process of change and redemption was too brief and unbelievable after the chronicled years of abuse. ( )

I am stunned. I couldn't put it down. ( )

Watch out, this review might contain spoilers!

Her Last Death is a shocking tell-all memoir, and it was obviously written to shock. As other reviewers have noted, Susanne repeatedly writes that she is a liar like her mother and I find many of her stories to be hard to believe. Most of those doubtful episodes starred her mother. That being said, there was a lot of honesty in this memoir as well. Susanna doesn't always cast herself in a positive light and that makes the story more believable.

There was a lot about this memoir that I found disturbing, like the lengthy and unneeded chapter about Susanna's decision to have an abortion and her previous decision to put down an unruly puppy.

Susanna had an exotic childhood followed by an exciting life in New York and she never elaborated on her choice to live a vastly different kind of life in rural Montana. She somehow ditched her mother and her past life without much reflection. ( )

Self-indulgent crapola. In the beginning I thought Wow! what kind of a mom did this woman have - but then, about the middle of the book when she started having all these sexual escapades with various partners in numerous places, positions, etc. not even considering the AIDS epidemic, well that was it for me. To think I spent my hard earned cash on this junk. And yes, it is a good thing she has a disclaimer, because frankly I didn't believe half the things she wrote. Yes, her mom had some mental issues, but was her Mom the reason the author went out and screwed anyone who had genitals? I don't know. Like I said self-indulgent nonsense. Want to read something worthwhile? Read A Beautiful Boy, by a really GOOD writer. I'm giving it one star - because she got someone to publish her memoirs. ( )

Self-indulgent crapola. In the beginning I thought Wow! what kind of a mom did this woman have - but then, about the middle of the book when she started having all these sexual escapades with various partners in numerous places, positions, etc. not even considering the AIDS epidemic, well that was it for me. To think I spent my hard earned cash on this junk. And yes, it is a good thing she has a disclaimer, because frankly I didn't believe half the things she wrote. Yes, her mom had some mental issues, but was her Mom the reason the author went out and screwed anyone who had genitals? I don't know. Like I said self-indulgent nonsense. Want to read something worthwhile? Read A Beautiful Boy, by a really GOOD writer. I'm giving it one star - because she got someone to publish her memoirs. ( )