I'm really sorry, Harry. Truly I am. Loved your early shows and your stand-up. Love TV Burp. But really can't click with your books. Got badly stung with "Flight from Deathrow", which I was really looking forward to - but thought was awful. This is better, but after the first thirty pages or so I hadn't even smiled, let alone laughed. Rambling, unfunny, silly (not in a good "TV Burp"-type way, either), infantile rather than surreal. A parody of the majority of modern pop culture? Why bother? The overblown pomposity and grandiosity of modern celebrity does a fairly good job of unknowing self-parody anyway. I just don't get it, which bothers me. Both because I really, really like Harry (I even laugh like a drain at "You've Been Framed"!), and because almost every other reviewer loves this book. So is it just me? Just bear in mind that when you read the glowing praise on here, other opinions are available. I would strongly suggest reading a few pages before you buy - and I hope you enjoy it, I truly do. Sadly, I didn't.