Broccoli's posthumously published autobiography is a tour de force of the Hollywood scenery. As the producing force of the Bond franchise from 1962, in partnership with Harry Saltzman until 1975, Broccoli occupies a truly unique place in cinema. Fortunately this book was written at the end of his long life and gives us the full story. Perhaps surprisingly the book does not touch upon Bond until half way through, which gives the book a well-rounded flavour and scope. As well as being at times very sad, the book is hugely funny and throughout brings a smile to the face. There are many positive elements to this book and Broccoli does not come across as arrogant in any way, despite his lofty position in cinema. The downsides to this book are purely political, where Broccoli tried to explain away some of the accusations of anti-Communism made against his films. The main things to watch out for in this book, aside from the fascinating insight into James Bond, are Broccoli's comments on the film industry in the 1940s and 50s and his friendship with the reclusive Howard Hughes. This book works on two levels - an excellent read on Bond, and an outstanding introduction to Hollywood and how one of its most successful products made it big.