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Do I understand from this that you are reading James Frey novels? What on earth for?
Or, put another way, Are they any good?
I tried, Martin. I came to it with an open mind –but I don’t feel that Frey treats Los Angeles with an open mind in his new novel, Bright Shiny Morning. But I didn’t read the whole thing or even past Chapter 1. I just couldn’t. It’s ridden with tired clichés about LA: all Angelenos want to become actors, the freeways are all clogged, Midwesterners come to the city to become famous actors, the virtuous Mexican-American housekeeper, etc. etc. As a lifelong Angeleno, I know the city is more than just that. I think Frey is a fairly good writer. He just needs better themes and to write honestly for once.