Los Angeles, The City of Angels, the american dream for some, a living hell for others, either way they share the same blue sky, it's where they call home, and home is a sprawling mass of wealth, poverty, tourists, talent agencies, paparazzi, sex scandals, traffic jams, billboard signs, beeping horns, police sirens, palm lined beaches, street-gangs, mini-malls, car lots, discount stores, designer stores, ammunition stores, movie stars, porn stars, pawn shops, shopping sprees, killing sprees, boob jobs, nose jobs, well paid jobs, dead end jobs, illegal jobs, stretch limos, luxury cars, burnt out cars, and burnt out people, from the multi-million dollar mansions, exclusive clubs and swanky restaurants, to the run-down neighbourhoods, cheap motels and trailer parks.
We follow various different characters dotted throughout the city, some only get a brief mention and don't appear again, while others have a story that runs the entirety. These include, a famous movie star who publicly is a happily married family man but secretly is an obsessive homosexual who's world might be about to crumble, a homeless man who gets his meals from left over food dumped in the trash while spending his days on Venice beach and nights using a restroom as a bedroom, a young Hispanic girl working as a maid for an unpleasant rich old lady who dreams of a brighter future and a teenage couple who flee their small town in Ohio to try and make a better life for themselves. Also there are real facts about the history of L.A County littered between the fiction which are always interesting, while some of the statistics given are really quite frightening.
Frey's writing is certainly distinctive here and will have it's haters, but I found it a richly detailed
and additive read.