This book is the personal wartime account of Wladyslaw Szpilman, who was a pianist on Polish Radio. He played piano over the radio while bombs were falling outside. That was the last time the radio station had a broadcast for the duration of the war. He managed to survive the war, saved by a German officer who heard him playing a piano he found in the wreckage of the city. I hate saying negative things about books like this and about people's personal experiences. It seems so rude to do, but I really found this book hard to read. I could not stay interested in it at all. I wanted to love it, but I just didn't.