As Time Goes By: the Life of Ingrid Bergman

This is a deceptively long book—but that’s not a complaint. The font is tiny and there’s a lot packed onto every page. It’s better than Spoto’s Notorious because it gives a sense of the whole person and how she wanted what she couldn’t ever find. Leamer seems less enamored of his subject than other authors, although the book never becomes sleazy. If anything, there's a lot of sadness here: not tragedy, not heartbreak, but sadness. Recommended.