If this book is about anything, I surely don’t know what it is. Confined to his home for ten days with a host of his closest friends and family, Max engages in conversations about war, love, family, filmmaking and, well ... everything. They talk about everything when they’re not all sleeping with each other anyway.
So more than being about anything, this book is really a window into a world I’ll never be a part of. And the most profound thing I’ve taken away from it is that the lives of the wealthy are just as fraught with insecurity, inertia, discontent, and, well … all the things a regular