I really wanted to like this book, being a fan of Paul Burtson's writing in Time Out, and having heard good things about it, but frankly, it's a major disappointment. Yes, the gay scene is well depicted, (hedonism, blah, blah, blah) but without a strong narrative drive, that is not enough. Unfortunately, the writing is flat, characters are at most two-dimensional, and in striving to be outrageous, the book ends up being rather dull, littered with clumsy dialogue. Maybe this book wanted to be Tales Of The City set in London, but it has none of the warmth or charm of that series of novels. Yes, it's an easy read, it's also a rather uninspiring one.