I found this at a cute second hand store in a small town in southern Sweden. It just happened to have a hotel called Chaplin there. I wanted to read it, because they had one photo of him in the room my family stayed in, where he didn't look happy. Clowns are sad, and he transcended that and much more. Read maybe half until life caught up with me. He's for real here, and as I suppose he wrote it himself it's straight from the horses mouth. From a time when the world was real poor, if today 5% own 95%, it was probably 0.1% that owned 99% before. He takes you from his humble beginning to being a star director. I'm not particularly interested in watching movies and I knew nothing about him beforehand, but I still found the book interesting. It had a simple deep orange cover from maybe a 70's edition, with this cover shown on the site, I wouldn't have been able to read it for long.