![]() ![]() This is not a new story: boy from a nice, if a little chilly, family gets into trouble early with alcohol and drugs and stays there. ![]() With a combination of upper-middle-class entitlement, street credibility garnered by astronomical drug intake and PowerPoint-like sentence fragments and clipped dialogue, Frey proffers a book that is deeply flawed, too long, a trial of even the most naïve reader's credulousness-yet its posturings hit a nerve. Frey's work is more mirrored surface than depth, but this superficiality has its attractions. Pre-pub comparisons to those writers spring not from Frey's writing but from his attitude: as a recent advance profile put it, the 33-year-old former drug dealer and screenwriter "wants to be the greatest literary writer of his generation." While the Davids have their faults, their work is unquestionably literary. ![]() Frey is pretender to the throne of the aggressive, digressive, cocky Kings David: Eggers and Foster Wallace. ![]()
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