This is a very powerful work of art.

Art Spiegelman tells his father's story with care, honesty and attention to detail. And in doing so, he tells his own story about his process. He simply tells us what Vlad tells him and what happens in his present, he doesn't judge, even when he shows us his relationship with his father or his own struggles to write his father's story. He always forces us to think for ourselves, he never gives us an easy explanation for anything - because there are no easy explanations.
That really impressed me. It brings every element of his story to life and makes it so much more powerful. 

Something that frightened me in the beginning was seeing all the little ways that people kept finding to tell themselves that they're safe, that it's not so bad, etc. I can certainly see parallels with today.  

The first time I had to put the book down and take a breath was when

Tosha kills the children. So bloody heartbreaking. To be in that situation, with three little children, not even your own, and to have to make that choice...
I had to think about Magda Goebbels poisoning her children in the Führerbunker because they were 'too good for this world', because she wanted to punish the world after Hitler by denying it her children. The f*cking audacity of that woman. And compared to Tosha's heartbreaking situation.