

The fact that he won so often and so gloriously is proof positive of an unrivaled business acumen and skill.īut if you want to understand Iger the man, you’ll hit a wall. Ride of a Lifetime is at its best when exposing the thinking (and a smidgen of the drama) behind these deals, all of which look inspired in hindsight but involved persuading colleagues, acquisition targets and even the Disney board of their rightness - when it was no sure thing that Iger would end up on the winning side. Alas, it’s one of the few truly intimate and revealing moments in Iger’s new book, The Ride of a Lifetime: Lessons Learned From 15 Years as CEO of the Walt Disney Company, a work that’s not so much a memoir as a digest of his business life as the spectacularly successful leader of the world’s most powerful media company, forever guided by the principle executive Roone Arledge taught him: Innovate or die.įew reading this review will lack familiarity with Iger’s singular accomplishments at Disney, where he was the driving force behind the acquisitions of Pixar, Lucasfilm, Marvel and, more recently, Fox - though equally few will realize just how much each of these involved a leap in the dark, an imaginative triple axel that would have merited a gold medal if there were such a thing as a Wall Street Olympics.

That story offers a rare glimpse at the extraordinary stress that goes hand in hand with the perks of being a Hollywood oligarch. Mike Batayeh, 'Breaking Bad' Actor and Comedian, Dies at 52 He checked my vital signs, then looked me square in the eye and said, ‘You’re having a classic anxiety attack, Bob. Dennis knew me well and he was aware of the stress I’d been under. I pulled into our driveway, Max jumped out of the car, and I immediately phoned my internist, Dennis Evangelatos, then called a friend who came and drove me to Dennis’s house. In the moment, though, I could only think that I needed to get home. I knew it was foolish to be behind the wheel with my son in the backseat, and I worried that I’d made a terrible mistake. “My heart felt like it was getting squeezed by a fist inside my chest. that afternoon, and I was barely able to see the road,” he continues.

Trying not to scare his 6-year-old son, Iger told him he had stomach trouble and they left for home. I was fifty-four at the time and I knew the symptoms.”

Both of my parents had suffered heart attacks at fifty. “My chest tightened, and I felt short of breath. Deep into a months-long war of attrition as he sought to win the top job at Disney - and right in the middle of a Clippers game - “my skin began to feel clammy,” he writes. In January 2005, Bob Iger thought he was having a heart attack.
