I have not read the print version, but would imagine it is as entertaining as the audio version.
I was enthralled by many characters, like Charles Laughton, Laurence Olivier, Dalton Trumbo and Douglas himself.
I enjoyed being able to trust that Michael was giving us an authentic interpretation of his father's words, attitudes and manner.
I was brought close to tears on many occasions. How can you listen to a 95-year-old man reflect on his many decades and not be moved?
I listened to this on long drives, and was always amazed at how quickly those miles passed. I cannot recommend this book more highly.
Less detail! Pages and pages and pages were spent on the tiniest details that I had absolutely no interest in. I have been a fan of Ebert's for years, but in this work he seems endlessly enamored of his own ability to recall facts from his past, giving no thought to whether anyone will care.
I have always enjoyed Ebert's writing, but I know now to avoid pieces he writes about himself.
Edward Herrmann's voice began to take on a tone of superiority and self-importance, but I suspect that was due to the words he was reading.
The chapters about his experiences with notable people in the film industry can stay just as they are. All the material about his childhood could be compressed into 50% of the space, and half of the minutia about his adult life could be cut away with no detriment to the work as a whole.
I cannot recommend this book. But I still think of Ebert as a talented movie critic whose writings on film I always enjoy.
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