The ever-likeable New Zealander delivers that rarest of things, a memoir by an actor without vanity Sam Neill is one of the more likeable actors around, as well as a fine one. His memoir is both weird and wonderful because, although he is diagnosed as having a blood cancer that might be the end of him, the book, which has a delicious, winding stair structure, finishes buoyant with hope and is all the richer for the terminal framing. Neill is a posh, self-deprecating New Zealander with an accent that he says sounds colonial to the Brits but a bit grand to the Australasian yobs.

https://www.themonthly.com.au/issue/2023/may/peter-craven/jurassic-lark-sam-neill-s-did-i-ever-tell-you

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