I'm ashamed to say it, but Victoria Gotti's "This Family of Mine" was worse than "Going Rogue," and by worse, I mean "possibly a contender for the worst book of the decade, maybe since Mein Kampf or Atlas Shrugged."
Basically, it's 300 pages of trying to make you feel sorry for John Gotti. Everytime she talks about what a hard childhood he had, or how his dad beat him and his mom tried to kill himself, or his son got killed*, or the church was mean to him, or the neighborhood was rough, I wanted to go "Yes, but it's JOHN GOTTI, murderer."
Ugh. Your turn.
*She basically admitted in People that she told her dad to kill the guy who killed her brother, too.
Basically, it's 300 pages of trying to make you feel sorry for John Gotti. Everytime she talks about what a hard childhood he had, or how his dad beat him and his mom tried to kill himself, or his son got killed*, or the church was mean to him, or the neighborhood was rough, I wanted to go "Yes, but it's JOHN GOTTI, murderer."
Ugh. Your turn.
*She basically admitted in People that she told her dad to kill the guy who killed her brother, too.





