[The White Crow] treats the early years of Hitler's life … in the swooning style of old romances, and is, like those romances, trash. Forman misses no opportunity to put in the mind of young Hitler thoughts Hitler might say later that he had when young. The insipid language needs no comment…. Books like these are dangerous, in that, purporting to offer a more balanced view, they succeed only in minimizing or trivializing evil. Difficult as it is to face such murderous power, these books offer an escape hatch for readers who are unwilling to face the suffering that is necessarily a part of fascist rule in general, and the Nazis in particular.