This book is a poor example of a biography. But the worst parts of the book is the lack of detail (there hardly are any!!) and the author's personal travels. All the details included in the book could be summed up in four pages or a time-line.
I agree it looks good on the outside, but by reading the whole thing one only sees snippets of a life, by no means a complete one. The really sad thing with this book is that there are so many 'snippets' of Gannibal. We see again and again lines from existent letters, but only that. And those that we do see are dropped so carelessly as to be meaningless and out of the time-frame. Were these pieces all put together in a proper way, an interesting, informative biography could have been written. Rather than that we get page after page of gossip and quotes from Pushkin, who was only marginally closer to the truth than we are today.
Even the book's images are poorly done; the cover picture is not even Gannibal, but some `Negre au turban' by Delacroix. In the text the author describes at least four images of Gannibal (one by Adrian Schoenbeck, one by Pierre Denis Martin, one anonymous in the Hermitage, and three sketches in a notebook by Watteau in the Louvre). Yet none of these are included in the book. Instead of these we are treated to two paintings that are a `case of mistaken identity'. The only real examples of Gannibal we get are his seal and a page from an unpublished manuscript. This makes no sense at all, if there are images available why have they not been used. Especially when the Hermitage has been gracious enough to supply other images, surely they would have given an image of the anonymously painted `Peter the vanquisher'.
Though admittedly, hard-evidence and details about Gannibal are scarce this book fulfils none of a biography's requirements to any reader, it is a truly disappointing venture.