I always hate it when people reference films in book reviews, but alas, I can't rail against it or even feel a hypocrite here as this is a screenplay, not a novel.
It is delightful. Delightful in the same way as the film. It is completely harmless and inoffensive. The screenplay's bareness and short stage directions, in place of flowing descriptive prose, make the thoughts and words so much more intense. Yes, having seen the film, it is hard not to visualise Kirsten Dunst and Orlando Bloom, but it is so much richer and personal filling in the background and creating the imagery oneself.
Somehow, on paper, the characters are more alive and vibrant and perhaps believable. Claire will forever be Kirsten Dunst, but, as I read on, Drew became less and less Orlando Bloom. Thank God!
There are parts of the screenplay not in the film and parts of the film not printed here. I can not say it really matters or does any harm to the reading experience. If anything, it improves it.
The inclusion of photographs at the end is a nice touch but not necessary. I want the characters I read to be mine, not someone else's interpretation. I did, however, enjoy the excerpt from Cameron Crowe's diary of making the film, like a bonus feature and a teaser for another book.