A little too shallow for my tastes. His sexual escapades are covered with literally one sentence, his transformation from starving-actor-ready-to-pack-it-in to buying-ferraris-left-and-right is passed over completely, etc etc etc. At the end of the book, I wondered where all the 330 pages had went because it seemed every interesting subject had been skipped over. There's endless pondering about his personality changing over the years, and how this disease is really a blessing in disguise, and other stuff you can't read without wincing in disbelief. Still, it's not all bad, and is an enjoyable light read if you can look past the flaws.