Fight No More
In the City of Angels, Nina's real estate clients are not
exactly angelic: A musician tries to drown himself in the backyard pool at one
viewing; a boy insists on watching porn during a showing of his home. The
bemused Nina is at the core of these linked stories, which showcase Millet's
gallows humor. The tales' intersections are as intricate as L.A.'s freeways—but,
unlike the 405 at rush hour, totally delightful.
— Claire Luchette