Michael J. Fox reminds us that hope is an exercise and a discipline, not just a feeling or even a state of mind.

Fox makes it through all this with both light humor and deep introspection: The entire book is well woven in a rich tragicomic tapestry. We make it through all the obstacles only for the book to be most heartbreakingly tagged with what will likely be a standard of 2020 memoirs: The epilogue that addresses the fact that the book launched amid one of human history’s greatest afflictions to date — our pandemic — and that we, just like Fox, are still struggling to see a way out.

... bracingly honest.

Fox writes beautifully, with humor and the self-deprecation that defined his on-screen persona.

Fox’s memoir is a reflection of the disease he writes about, a roller coaster of emotion, a narrative at times disjointed and disconnected, and an uncertain ending..

Fox is refreshingly candid about his latest ailment.