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New York Times. Too Obnoxious to Live. by Amy Pagnozzi
Articles and commentary by award-winning columnist and writer Amy Pagnozzi from venues including Elle, Glamour, Esquire, New York Magazine, the New York Times, the New York Daily News, the New York Post and other publications. New York Magazine, the New York Daily News, , whose work has been published in the New York Daily News, New York Post, New York Times, New York Magazine, Esquire, Elle Magazine, Glamour and other publications.
Articles and commentary by award-winning columnist and writer Amy Pagnozzi from venues including Elle, Glamour, Esquire, New York Magazine, the New York Times, the New York Daily News, the New York Post and other publications. New York Magazine, the New York Daily News, , whose work has been published in the New York Daily News, New York Post, New York Times, New York Magazine, Esquire, Elle Magazine, Glamour and other publications.
FORCED ENTRY By Stephen Solomira. ZSS pp. New York: C. P.l'utiiOm's Sons. Sl9.11f>. By Amy Pagnozzi m: RE is a graffito I bave been """ina for years tl\at Is as sure a slj:n of creeping gentrification ns scaflold!ng and ripped-up streeu, wareless stores and warehoused apartments. "Ole Yuppie Scum," it says. And increasingly, I find myself bobbing my bead In agreement - despite violently pacifist tendencies and tbe niggling suspicion that tbe words refer to rne. Somehow, those meticulous ly rt-Stored brownstones a nd gourmet takeout joints seem mocking now with homeless bloclcing the doors. Wori<blg people are leaving New Yortc. All in aU, it seems a 'preuy bad trade lor the city, losing our middJe.<:las3 tax base in acba.oge lor a few pieces of blackened redfis!L unlesS. ol course. you're a landlord. You don't 1\ave to be particularly perceptive to figure out wl\at Stephen $()lomita thblks of landlords. You cloo'l even have to read his book. Just open tbe cover ol "Forced Entry" and there ltls - nc> legalese about persoos, places and things being entirely Imaginary, just a lew chc>lce wc>rd< where the dis<:lalmer should be: "This Is a work ofliction. Despite tbe exlstenceof a real Jackson Heights and the weU-<Iocumented greed of New Yori< slumlords. ... A word to the wisesuy." It's more or a dare than a d:iscl:aimer. Read beyond the first Ghopter and )IOU'll tbe imprcsslon that Mr. Solomita would love to libel a landlord - if only he thought it was possible. Marek the real estate develOper of ltis third de-tective novel, is a grasping. contemptible creatu.re. the sort ol wise &uY wannabe who would stop at nothing to be a player. and still fuU ,;bort. Najowski, a graduate or tbe top-of-the- heap school of morality. likes to keep others around to remind him who's c>n the bottom. To Najowski, "the absolutely be5t th\ng about whores . .. was the lndisput able fact thDl tbey didn't their customel'$. For instan<>o, Marte, tbe black whore S<:rubbin& his kitchen, actually bated him; he could feeltbe hatred rolliftl: orr her, as real as the sweat that rolled between her breasts." Nloe guy. this Najowski, who callS himself "Mikey" and a!Cect.s street-tough patois when be talks to himself in the mirror. The absolutely best thing abc>Ut him 1:< you know he's too obooxious to Uve 10 the end of the .boolt. "Foroed Entry" is tbe third time around tbe block lor tbe book's hero. the plodding. ungainly pollee detec- tive Stanley Mood row. Moodrowt retired oow, stumbles onto Najowski's campaign ol terror against elderly rent--controlled tenants lhrougb h.is new love Interest. the Legal Aid lawyer Betty Haluka. Protagonlst.s who pass up Lithe young blOndes for prominentnosed wom- en of 45 aren't easy to come by. Moodrow lolls 1\ard lor his girlfrlood - "dart-balred, pretty but with very st:ron,g features'" - and waJreS eloquent: "Sbe - dressed for court tbe times 1 seen her and it'S hard to tell bow she's builL II I had to guess, L'd say she's a little chunky, but l think there's muscle under tbere." Pure prole poetry. Mr. Solomlta's writing Is Mtu- ral, so you <lon' t know you're reading. Wben lltea.{'d be used to be a New '(or.k City cabby, I was sure )le, must have ta.k.en me tor a ride - bis hero reminc:ls me of every cynical, c>plnlc>nated driver I have ever met. decrying the system as he cruises the streets. You know the type - they listen to radio and can recUe the names of 'll1(ery city official ever Indicted; they can teit you which storefront sells dnli5, whieh judge sells favors and which bakery sells real nogetach. They would be Intolerable - it, as a journalist, I didn't get stories out of them. But Mr. Solc>mlta can't be ol this breed, because be's saved his best stories for bimseU. HJs ear for vernacular - cops, Muslims, Httle old Jewish ladies - is so good, you kn.ow he listened to every word his lares ever said. He give voice to the ghosts that may luri< In your brite coovertbl2 BR. a/c. DW roof gdn - the ones tricked, trashe(l, bume(l out c>l wl\at Is now your home. I'm not entirely sure Stephen Solomita means to be writing mysteries. At his best. he bas Elmore Leonard's flair fur let tina )IOU view the world through bls chant<> tel'S' eyes. no mauer hoW narrow or bow bloodshot, and a fledgling Tom Wolle's grasp of the social subtext. His pacing, though; Is like Allred Uhry's - floe and dandy for orivirq: Miss Daisy," a little slow when you're moving from crime scenes to crack ho<oses. On the whole, mysteries shouldn't meander - bUt on the whole, meandorinS IS what Mr. Solo!llita <loos beSl. Pe rhaps tn the future. if he stays witb Ulis form, Mr. S<>IOmita will pick up speed and gam oome momen- tum. but "Forald Entry" Is still a worthwhile uip. otry not to stare at the meter. There's plenty, alter to see out the windows: things &tilly and gatlsb, toO hard and too real - things of a New Yortc that Is genttllied, but DeVeT gentle. D Amy Papul Is " columnist 'for The New York Post.