Dino: Living High in the Dirty Business of Dreams

You wouldn't think that the easy-going life of Dean Martin, who skated through a haze of booze, broads, and untold millions with a wink and a shrug, would provide such depths, but for Tosches, drawn to his broody loneliness and his effortless, Old World masculinity, he's the dream subject. His research was tireless—he got everybody to talk and found out how much Dino was paid for every gig, from small-time Ohio roadhouses to his soused, self-mocking headlining at the Sands—and those concrete details ground his lyrical descents into the abyss of Dino's nihilism and make them as devastating as his fantastic subtitle promises.