Perhaps there's not much new in the biographical details in this review of a book about Wittgenstein, but it is amusing to read lines like this:
As in many of these pieces, one thing that comes across in[Kant, I will remind the reader, was supposed to good dinner party company.]
Malcolm’s memoir is how incredibly difficult Wittgenstein was. “It was
always a strain to be with Wittgenstein”, Malcolm writes; “not only were the
intellectual demands of his conversation very great, but there was also his
severity, his ruthless judgements, his tendency to be censorious, and his
depression.” Von Wright concurs: “each conversation with Wittgenstein was
living through the day of judgement. It was terrible”.