Synopsis"Brazenly entertaining. . . . It summons to the page a Broadway voice like no other."--Los Angeles Times "[An] erudite and affably self-conscious memoir of the creative process."--Vulture An intimate portrait of a genius: the late Stephen Sondheim in a series of illuminating and deeply personal interviews from the last years of his life--conversations that show the composer-lyricist as he has likely never been seen before. In 2017, New Yorker staff writer D.T. Max began working on a major profile of Stephen Sondheim that would be timed to the eventual premiere of a new musical Sondheim was writing. Sadly , that process - and the years of conversation - was cut short by Sondheim's own hesitations, then the global pandemic, and finally by the great artist's death in November 2021. Now, Max has taken the raw version of these conversations and knit them together into an unforgettable work of literature and celebration. Finale reveals Sondheim--a star who disliked the spotlight--at his most relaxed, thoughtful, sardonic, and engaging, as he talks about work, music, movies, family, New York City, aging, the creative process, and much more. Max brings you into the room and gives you a front row seat for their unusual and intimate three-year-long "pas de deux." The two bond, spar, separate, and reunite, as Max elicits from Sondheim a candor and vulnerability he seldom displayed in public. This is a unique portrait of an artist in his twilight, offering remarkable insight into the mind and heart of a genius whose work changed American musical theater and popular culture forever., Technology: I'll tell you, if I was born a couple of generations later, I think I would have been a computer programmer. Because I've always been mathematically inclined, and I love what they do. I think Word is one of the great inventions of mankind. I'm absolutely astonished with that program. Why Most Books Bore Him: I took every move! course at Williams College-which is where I went-on American novels, and European novels, and curiously enough, none of them really made me want to read another one. Except I took a six-seek course on Ulysses, and I thought, "Oah, well, this is different. This is different!" It's weird, because obviously I'm really interested in language, and I love style, and I love all of that. But what happens-and it's unfair-is, if in the second paragraph of a book I think a sentence is out of style, I think, "Oh, f%^ this." Facebook: At my age, what I don't want to do is meet anybody else. I don't want to communicate with strangers, I don't want friends, I don't want to friend anybody or be friended by anyone. But if I were fifty years younger, it would be another matter. Never Repeating Himself: I just don't want to fall into that trap of writing something that doesn't come from what I want to write but what I think I ought to write. And that's the lesson any creative artist has to learn. Write what you want to write. Don't write what you think people want you to write, but what you want to write. Why Live Theater will Never be Replaced: The joy of the theater is that from generation to generation, from year to year, the production is alive, because it can be done differently. Even night to night, as well as know. It's not the same show tonight as it was last night. And that's so much better than writing for the movies, where it's there, and that may be perfect, but that's permanent. The fun is allowing people to reinterpret. The Pop Music he can Stand: The Beatles are exceptional because they were so original and startling, but when I listened to others of their contemporaries I just wasn't as interested. And very little pop music is harmonically interesting-one of the exceptions being Radiohead. Book jacket., "Brazenly entertaining. . . . It summons to the page a Broadway voice like no other."-- Los Angeles Times "[An] erudite and affably self-conscious memoir of the creative process."--Vulture An intimate portrait of a genius: the late Stephen Sondheim in a series of illuminating and deeply personal interviews from the last years of his life--conversations that show the composer-lyricist as he has likely never been seen before. In 2017, New Yorker staff writer D.T. Max began working on a major profile of Stephen Sondheim that would be timed to the eventual premiere of a new musical Sondheim was writing. Sadly, that process - and the years of conversation - was cut short by Sondheim's own hesitations, then the global pandemic, and finally by the great artist's death in November 2021. Now, Max has taken the raw version of these conversations and knit them together into an unforgettable work of literature and celebration. Finale reveals Sondheim--a star who disliked the spotlight--at his most relaxed, thoughtful, sardonic, and engaging, as he talks about work, music, movies, family, New York City, aging, the creative process, and much more. Max brings you into the room and gives you a front row seat for their unusual and intimate three-year-long "pas de deux." The two bond, spar, separate, and reunite, as Max elicits from Sondheim a candor and vulnerability he seldom displayed in public. This is a unique portrait of an artist in his twilight, offering remarkable insight into the mind and heart of a genius whose work changed American musical theater and popular culture forever.