I usually do a quick synopsis, because most descriptions only give you a vague overview of the book. In this case, the description is very good at telling you what this book is really about, so I will skip that part of the review.Before reading this, I only knew that Bobby Fischer was a chess prodigy who grew very eccentric and almost paranoid towards the end of his life. I haven't played much chess since I was in the chess club in junior high school (don't even think of asking me how long ago THAT was!) :) I was interested in reading more about the actual person, so I read this book.The writer, Frank Brady, knew Bobby Fischer personally, so I expected to gain some personal insight from him regarding his own interactions with Bobby. But that was not to be; the author explains in his author notes that he wanted to leave his own impressions out of the book, and, except for one instance, he doesn't recount any of his personal experiences with Bobby.We read of Fischer's family: His mother Regina and his sister , both extremely intelligent. Contrary to popular opinion, it appears that Regina was NOT a bad mother, but the family WAS exceedingly poor and she worried that his life lacked balance. She continually introduced new activities to Bobby, and he DID have interests outside of chess.We read the history of how Bobby became involved in chess; his joining of various chess clubs, sponsorship by individuals, and the mentors that he later (and rather heartlessly, in my opinion) dismissed as "not having taught him anything."The author portrays Fischer in his notes as contradictory: "secretive, yet candid; generous, yet parsimonious....", but in all honesty, I came away from this reading with a rather strong dislike of Fischer. The son of a Jewess, he was a raving anti-Semite. He snubbed people who helped him rise, and was extremely ungrateful to many, if not all, of the people who aided him in his bid to escape extradition and prosecution in the United States. He was a cruel genius.This title was a bit dry for my personal taste as well. Part of it may be that I never really felt much of a connection with Mr. Fischer, but part of it was definitely that there really wasn't much emotion imbued in these pages. It was a clear recounting of facts, and while I came away knowing more than I knew before, I didn't feel as though I really knew the person I was reading about. I would have liked more insight into his motivations and into what caused him to really be so faithless to the people in his life, and I didn't really get that.If you are a chess aficionado you will likely enjoy reading some of the recounts of his famed matches. This book does dispel some popular myths about Bobby Fischer, and also provides some information regarding Fischer's 20 years of isolation and seclusion. In the end, however, I came away with more questions than answers. Although researched and written meticulously well, I would have liked to feel some sort of emotional connection to ANYone in this biography, but other than feeling really sorry for a couple of people who put their necks out for Fischer and were treated exceedingly badly by him, there was no emotional connection at all.QUOTESThe Russians claimed that his retreat from the world stage was because of his "pathological" fear of the "hand of Moscow." But back in Brooklyn, Bobby said he just no longer wanted to be involved with those "commie cheaters," as he called them.What no one knew was that the FBI was investigating Bobby, and had been for years. Their interest in him may have been triggered by their belief that his mother was a Communist, in part because she'd spent six years in Moscow attending medical school; they'd been investigating Regina since Bobby was a child.