I'm the kind of critic, regardless of how I feel about any of the bad things an artist has said or done in their life, their work is judged on its own merit. Roman Polanski's autobiography from 1984 is a comprehensive piece of writing, covering his entire life chronologically up to that point in his 40s: his early family life in Poland when occupied by the Nazis during World War 2, film school, his obsession with young girls (which he never apologizes for, which is crazy, I know), the Sharon Tate murder by the Manson gang, his having sex at 44 years old with, as he tells it, a willing thirteen year old girl when he was doing a Vogue photoshoot at Jack Nicholson's house, and all of the filmmaking process of every film he did, including Knife in the Water, Rosemary's Baby, Chinatown, What?, The Tenant, Tess, and everything in between. A scum bag, but a brilliant one at that. It's been 40 years since then, so he should write another one. I've seen several of his films and generally enjoy them. He went on to make so many other notable films. He's 90 years old, still living in France to escape US extradition for his 1979 rape charge, and still making movies. He had one in 2023 which I still need to see. Despite his questionable morality, I can't deny this book is a fascinating read.