Being a big fan of Jazz myself, I was hoping there would at least be a mention of Romano Mussolini's jazz pianist playing days, where he got to tour with the likes of Dizzy Gillespie and Chet Baker. But I suppose in a memoir titled My Father, II Duce, I shouldn't have really expected it. While this book does indeed focus a lot on his father, it still felt to me like the public Mussolini came out on top rather than the private one. Sure, there are intimate details of family life that only a Mussolini could write about, but Romano does tend to go off too often in recounting things that I already knew; like the 1920s assassination attempts—before Romano was even born, the illegitimate child he had with Ida Dalser, his alliance with Hilter, his affair with Claretta Petacci—which led Mussolini's wife Donna Rachele to the desperate act of drinking bleach, right up to the sneaky attempt to cross into Switzerland before his death. The father and son relationship at no point really took centre stage here. One thing I did find fascinating though, was learning more about Romano's siblings, including his flamboyant older sister Edda, wife of Foreign Minister Galeazzo Ciano, who once returned from a trip to Brazil with a jaguar. In fact, I was stunned to learn that at one point the family home of Villa Torlonia resembled a zoo—monkeys, lions, gazelles, parrots, birds of prey, ponies, turtles and all sorts. He also touches on his brother, Bruno, who went to fight for Franco in Spain; of which made his father immensely proud, and the interesting story of how his other brother, Vittorio, had big plans for the Italian film industry—his and his father's vision was that of one to rival Hollywood, and how Jean Renoir came to Rome to film a sequence of films just before the war broke out. He also sets out to right certain contradictive stories regarding his father, but whether these are indeed the complete truth who can say. Overall, despite a few niggles, Romano held my interest the whole way through. But, when compared to my fave memoirs, this didn't match those heights.