I wanted to like this book, I mean, I LOVE James Franco. The premise was pretty interesting too, and unheard of. Still, the book fell flat for me.
It was a fictional book of short stories, it was supposed to be thespians that were not famous yet. Each story was a vignette of how they cycle around acting, tryouts, casting calls and more. Stories from their every day norm, and how they get through life.
I found that almost every story had a sexual side to it, or was about things I felt uncomfortable reading about. I didn't need to know half of what was told, especially who was doing who.
There was a moment where James was telling his story, but being fiction, you quickly realize it's him but he's talking drivel. So I lost interest.
I would enjoy a memoir much more, that's clear. Fiction is not his forte in my opinion. He should stick to acting.