Allan Massie never really hits his stride with this one. Anthony doesn't really speak for himself, his secretary fills in so many gaps it becomes his narrative instead of Anthony's. As such, the intimacy of Augustus and Tiberias is never achieved, nor, and this is more important, does Anthony's character really come accross. I enjoyed Massie's Caesar far more, even if he should really have called it "Decimus Brutus" for its narrator.
Colleen McCollough's recent take on Anthony presents a much more believable and sympathetic Anthony in a more credible Roman world, although Allan Massie's Augustus, covering the same period as this book, is one the best books on this era and a great novel in its own right.