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Stars Screaming takes us beyond the shimmering phenomenon of Hollywood into the back streets of Los Angeles, exposing the fallout of fame and fortune. Ray Burk is a network censor struggling to break into The Business as a screenwriter. His wife is slowly losing her grip on reality and so Burk, in escape, spends entire days in his car, dealing around the city, reminiscing about all the friends, enemies, and lovers who have crossed his path: The damaged souls that inhabit the Los Angeles underworld, a volatile mix of pimps, winos, and washed-up starlets who spend their days in smoke-filled…mehr

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Stars Screaming takes us beyond the shimmering phenomenon of Hollywood into the back streets of Los Angeles, exposing the fallout of fame and fortune. Ray Burk is a network censor struggling to break into The Business as a screenwriter. His wife is slowly losing her grip on reality and so Burk, in escape, spends entire days in his car, dealing around the city, reminiscing about all the friends, enemies, and lovers who have crossed his path: The damaged souls that inhabit the Los Angeles underworld, a volatile mix of pimps, winos, and washed-up starlets who spend their days in smoke-filled juice joints replaying the glory days that have somehow slipped away. Pressure builds on Burk, and he too begins to unravel as stories from his past merge with the present, uncovering the dark secrets and shattering consequences of his life.
At the center of Stars Screaming is Ray Burk, a network censor struggling to break into The Business as a screenwriter. As his wife begins to lose her mind, Burk spends entire days in his car, circling Los Angeles on an endless path, worrying about the future of his five-year-old son and remembering all the friends, enemies, and lovers he has known. Through his seemingly aimless wandering, a searing picture of Los Angeles emerges. John Kaye's vision of Hollywood does not convey the alluring promise of stardom, but the acrid disappointments of the damaged souls that inhabit L.A.'s underside.