The book jacket says "the story the world has been waiting to hear, an unprecedented achievement," but this rather overstates it. Other than proving how nimble major Soviet figures have become in producing a potboiler, it is not clear what purpose this account serves. It does not provide insight into the events themselves. It does add a detail or two to the story Gorbachev had earlier told of his captivity in the Crimea, and these few pages are worth reading. Whether, in the end, in its stilted, injured reflections, it adds to our knowledge of the man himself is something for the historians to sort out.