I liked it well enough: it introduced me to films I would otherwise not have heard of, and the balance of text to image didn't lean too hard to one side or the other, which worked for this kind of subject. But while I'm excited about japanese films, I wasn't particularly excited by this book about japanese films, so a lot of my pleasure in it is inherent in the subject ...
Some negatives: very small print, and often in a dark color on a medium color, so nearly impossible to read for the over-50 crowd. Occasionally the writing disappoints (at one point they mentioned that the director of the Cowboy Bebop movie had broad tastes, since he enjoyed Dirty Harry films, Sam Peckinpah films, film noir, etc. That's not a broad taste, that's a very narrow taste, for tough manly male films! So slips like that make me wonder about the veracity of other statements.
(Note: I'm a writer, so I suffer when I offer fewer than five stars. But these aren't ratings of quality, they're a subjective account of how much I liked the book: 5* = an unalloyed pleasure from start to finish, 4* = really enjoyed it, 3* = readable but not thrilling, 2* = disappointing, and 1* = hated it.)