Margolis writes a straight, sympathetic bio, particularly good on his early years, but a little skimpy on the later years and on his personal life, and there is little depth in revealing what drives the man beyond what Cleese himself has already published. This is probably due to Cleese's non-cooperation with the author; Cleese told his acquaintances to "be discreet" when he found out about Margolis's plans for a bio. Nevertheless Margolis works well within these limitations. There is little comedy to be found within these pages, but the part on the American adaptation of Fawlty Towers is hilarious, and confirms all your worst prejudices about the American "entertainment" industry.