"Memory is a wily keeper of the past... Usually dependable, But at times deceptive. Childhood memories are especially slippery. Sweet and so full of joy, they can often be a misrendering of the truth."
His parents frame the mandatory relocation as a vacation, and so he and his brother perceive themselves on a sort of adventure. But his adult mind dwells on all the details his younger self couldn't have grasped at the time--nor even in the first decade or so following their four years of imprisonment. The fear and selfless sacrifice of his parents, the undignified accommodations, and the frustratingly impossible position Japanese-Americans (of all generations) were put in by the U.S. government in regards to their "loyalty."
Takai today recognizes and honors the bravery of the men who chose to fight for the U.S., despite their baseless incarceration. And he offers the same recognition to those who refused to enlist out of protest... as well as those who gave up their citizenship in an effort to free themselves from the camps (his mother being among these.)
It's remarkable, the nuances embedded in this story. That Takei's father could still believe that American democracy was "the best in the world", in spite of all the abuses toward his family. That Takei himself can still acknowledge the good that F.D. Roosevelt did for the country in pulling it out of the depression, despite him being responsible for the racist imprisonment and exploitation of 120,000 American citizens. But at the same time... this broader consideration seems stripped from the final few pages--as complex present-day issues of immigration (both legal and illegal) are reduced to a sort of ham-fisted apples-to-apples comparison.
Note: It was interesting to see the mention of a Quaker missionary faithfully bringing in supplies to the camps, despite being physically attacked for it. You rarely hear about them nowadays, but the Quakers were so integral to both abolitionism and women's suffrage in the 19th century. It was good to see them cropping up to oppose injustice in the middle of the 20th century as well.
Visually, the art style is effective. Although, I wish the color scheme on the cover could have carried through more of the book.
Structure-wise, the story's potency is a bit muddled. The cutting back and forth--from the internment account to young, budding actor George, to his present-day self--made for a disjointed telling. And those jumps in time period seemed to disrupt the tension of the story's focal-point, which (to some readers) may diminish the overall emotional impact.
Recommended for ages 13 and up. And that age suggestion has nothing to do with content--it's purely a matter of the complexity of numerous concepts, and a desire to see them both comprehended and examined by readers.