Firstly, the long awaited autobiography from Friedkin was as every much worth the wait as expect. At 475 pages, Friedkin's fast paced, self-lacerating candour makes for probably the autobiography of the year. Secondly, why four stars out of five? It loses the fifth star given how: A) Friedkin simply refuses to write about his marriages. His fifth, marriage to Paramount hard knock Sherry Lansing is detailed. Though nothing else. This is remiss given the previous four marriages and divorces. The legal bloodbath with Lesley Anne Down especially. (A shame, Friedkin could have included the story of the babysitter and the bikers.) And B) Though he's frank enough to deal with his flops, there are no references to 'Deal of the Century' or 'The Guardian'. Again, a shame. It would have been fascinating to hear from him just what exactly went wrong. Never mind 'how'. Ditto 'CAT Squad'. Hence, four stars out of five. That said, taking such criticism into account, Friedkin's tome plays as breezily and as entertainingly as you would expect. Precede with purchase.