Family conflicts are hard to bear, especially when someone is faced with a choice between her beliefs and her parents. At the beginning of her new book, Ayaan Hirsi Ali visits her estranged father in a London hospital, where he is dying of leukaemia. He is unable to speak but clearly pleased to see her, smiling so much that ‘the warmth of his gaze’ radiates through the room. Their old arguments – about the arranged marriage she fled, and about Islam – are put to one side and the meeting provides some solace when he dies a week later.

Literary Review

Jul 2010

Categories

Joan Smith

Female Unfriendly

Let Down by Law

What Doesn’t Kill You Hurts Like Hell

Let Us Hope Not

In the End, She Preferred Sartre

Oprah, Di and Hillary

Screen Surrender

Flatlines

The Born Identity

Death & the Orgasm

Dangerous Minds

Death and Taxis

Who Pays?

Feminism Lite

The State Of Feminism

No Need To Get Heated

More of Jesus, Less of Me

Divorced from Reality

Venice, Tequila, Sunsets…

Profits of Sin

Banned, on the Run

Caught in the Web

After Darcy

That Which Must Not Be Named