I've enjoyed Shatner's previous work with collaborators but something went wrong this time around. His usual "voice" and bantering humor are absent. It's monotone, bland, and dry. Awkwardly written phrases and even errors further blemished what should have a personally insightful book. Was Shatner not "up" to the task? Did they select an ineffective collaborator? Did the publisher not edit the book? What happened?! Nimoy deserved better than this.

What an incredible waste of my precious reading time. This book needed a ruthless editor, but even more it needed a writer who had a clue about sequence, chronology, and was more interested in his subject than himself.