REVIEWED BY MICHELLE GREEN
A literary whipping boy after his two "memoirs" were revealed to be recklessly embellished, Frey returns with a novel so powerful it makes one wonder why he ever detoured into nonfiction. A wildly talented storyteller, he lets it rip in Morning—a gripping epic about Los Angeles. His L.A. is a perilous intoxicant for dreamers, actors and losers of every hue; the city that promises pilgrims they can "grow into whatever flower or ... poison they want to become" is his protagonist. His cast is highlighted by a sexually rapacious megastar married to a fetching actress; both are gay. Frey clearly is having fun here: naughty, look-at-me fun that will keep his edgy image intact.