I’ve always enjoyed Richard Price’s work. From this writing for The Wire to Lush Life, I think he’s an author who doesn’t get enough credit because he’s turned to crime fiction. In this early novel, Price is clearly finding his voice. His writing, particularly his dialogue, crackles like popcorn on steroids. This is a week in the life of 30-year-old Kenny Becker. Price, as always, knows New York (and not the glamorous parts). His characterizations are rich, and his descriptions are excellent. There’s not a great deal of plot here, but I don’t think that’s the point. This is a slice-of-life (semi-autobiographical?) story, and on that level, it succeeds. It’s entertaining, but not one for the ages.