"A wild concoction of Vonnegut and Lynch filtered through Mel Brooks, this is one rollicking existential ride through the ugly '80s world of Hollywood and publishing, and I've never read anything like it. Screwball and cosmic horror collide in Pivovarnick's absurd genre-bender that feels like watching Angel Heart and After Hours on a handful of psychoactives."
-Thomas Pluck, author of Bad Boy Boogie and Life During WartimeIt's 1984 in Los Angeles...