I couldn’t finish this. I got halfway through, so I gave it more than a chance. I really enjoyed the beginning, where Sidney Poitier talks about his childhood and his relationship with his parents, but he then goes through racism and the industry and I understand the period of time and how things were, but it was just too much introspective blather for me. He also jumps around and talks about his life when he’s 23 and then backtracks when he’s 18. I wish he would have kept the timeline going in one direction and talked more about what happened in his life, not what he thought about it. Those parts were interesting.

I think if he were to have gone that route, it would have been a much better book and I would have finished it.

I remember buying this book back around 1999, and just throwing it in my closet; fast foward to this year, and Oprah makes it her book of the month, and has Sidney over with a few other folks in an intimate dinner setting and I said, Ok, I have to get out this book; Only thing; It was in a closet that was blocked by a china cabinet due to our kitchen being remodeled; When the cabinet finally gets removed, Hope upon hope, the book is there, I read it within a day; It is THAT good and I HIGHLY recommend it; Although it’s a memoir, he talks about the values and things that he cherishes and the experiences he went through to make him the man he is today; He spoke of his mother going to a fortune teller to find out if he would make it or not, and the woman was right on the money;(50cents worth) and then when he was in Miami and taken into the police car and the cops letting him go and telling him “don’t look back” that was so harrowing. I could go on and on, but check it out for yourself.