The reviewer wanted to be kind but couldn't; likely the book is a literary train wreck -- something horrid that you just can't stop staring at. I imagine the author just ranting endlessly about how any time any woman doesn't get her way in a matter related to her reproductive organs or the fruits thereof, it's because she's being "criminalized" for being female by the "patriarchy". (I'm not only judging a book by its cover -- though this one deserves to be. I'm also considering the review, which noted that the author "deplores both the medicalization of abortion and its distance from mainstream medical practice—but what does she propose as a viable alternative?" Sounds like somebody who's just never satisfied with anything and makes a profession of griping.