This books seems to be as much IB gospel as M.Lewis' Liars Poker. Perhaps my expectation for this book were a bit high because my friends built it up, but it seems a little weaker than previous banking literature. Perhaps this is because you can only convey so much misery through text. This book walks a thin line of suffering for a paycheck so it cannot turn into a sob-story without turning into one of these.
The more amusing realization about this book and the way by which I came to read it is the following: everyone who recommended it after reading took an IB job and is as misearble as the characters in the book.