A few years ago, the name Bruce Wagner kept popping up around me. First, as a guest on the Bret Easton Ellis podcast, of which I was, at the time, a devout listener*. Second, as the screenwriter of a film my friend Chloe Caldwell implored me to watch, Maps to the Stars, which became one of my most re-watched films of the last ten years. Third, as the author of insane L.A. novels recommended to me by friends, including/especially Dead Stars. And, finally, as a writer who was asked to remove the word “fat” from his novel or lose his publisher (spoiler: he lost his publisher).
