This is a unique and inspirational self-portrait of an artist and an antidote to a world in which the making of art is inextricably linked to money, branding, fashionable trends and conformity. It's also a fascinating documentation of the philosophy of the surrealists and how that coloured Bunuel's thinking and imagination as a film-maker and collaborator on many projects. What comes across strongly, and what is so inspiring, is Bunuel's integrity and humanity - his films were made on a shoestring budget, before the days of the blockbuster film - and the way that he made iconic work without becoming enslaved to formulas, trends or the lure of Hollywood. It's a very Spanish book, it makes you want to go to Toledo and hang out in dark cafes. Fascinating, and sad too (particularly the closing chapter), because this is a largely lost time. A moving, very honest and resonant portrait of the inner world of a visionary.