If you like listen to long stories of your friends, give it a try.

I expected something different.

First of all, it shouldn't be a book. The writing is terrible. It could not be fixed by editing because almost an entire book is based on recorded audio conversations of Feynman and his friend.

I was agonizing for the first 100 pages or so. It was too narcissistic. Maybe it's okay, he was a kid and teenager at this time.

I expected more out of the Manhattan project part of the book. The project was huge and really interesting but he tells about lockpicking and girls in his dormitory. Seriously? His wife died of tuberculosis and it was mentioned only briefly. Search on the web for his letter to his dead wife, it's beautiful and touching (the book doesn't mention it).

The rest wasn't very interesting. Want to know about his first drunk fight? Want to know the name of one instrument Brazilians use in the carnival? Then it's for you.

The last chapter is very good (as it was probably actually written by Feynman). It describes why modern science (and education) is so fucked up. I respect that, it's a very unusual confession from an insider.