Hepburn’s image was once so ubiquitous that film producer Ferrer, now in his 60s, says that “while I was traveling with my children, we used to play a game titled ‘three minutes to find Granny.’” Despite that ubiquity, Ferrer’s agent told him that, while many books had been written about her, “There is yet to be the authorized biography.” With the help of British author Holden, Ferrer has written this work, a linear biography that covers the major events of Hepburn’s life. He mentions her father abandoning the family in the 1930s when she was a little girl in Belgium; her jettisoned dreams of becoming a ballet dancer; her family’s years in Holland under Nazi occupation; her lifelong identification with Anne Frank, who, like Hepburn, was born in 1929; and her legendary film career. Ferrer’s hagiographic portrait of his mother celebrates her kindnesses and charitable actions, a doting mom who not only hated being away from her children, but was also praised for her work as a UNICEF ambassador, with late-life visits to Sudan, Somalia, Ethiopia, and elsewhere. The men in her life, however, had plenty of flaws. Ferrer’s father, Mel Ferrer, whom Hepburn divorced after 13 years, was a “neurotic perfectionist” and “painfully aware that his career was never as successful as hers.” Her second husband, Italian psychologist Andrea Dotti, liked to drink, “and when he did, he lost all resistance to other women.” Her partner in her final years, Rob Wolders, “was adorable but a doormat.” All of this may be true, but the one-sidedness of the narrative might make some readers question its veracity. The book is pleasant enough, though, and Ferrer shares details that only a son would know, such as that Hepburn’s Best Actress Oscar for Roman Holiday “propped up books on our shelf like any other ornament.”