My Life In Orange (2005)

As his British mum was traipsing around the world from commune to commune during the 1980s, in thrall to the Indian guru Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh — the corrupt swami who notoriously found his bliss in a collection of pimped-out Rolls-Royces — Tim Guest was taking coolly damning notes. While Frances FitzGerald's precise Cities on a Hill remains the gold (or is it orange, one of Rajneesh's approved wardrobe ''sun'' colors?) standard for reporting on the movement, Guest adds an entertainingly chilling child's-eye touch in My Life in Orange: At age 6, he wasn't caught up in the entanglements that wrecked the utopian dream. And as a grown-up now, he can identify with what it felt like to be ignored like a weed on the grounds of the Garden of Eden.