After scourging the Warriors’ treatment of season ticket holders and explaining what Obama had to do to be elected and bringing me up to date on the latest, thrilling advances in prosthodontics, Richard asked how Most Outrageous was doing. We were half of La Rose Bistro’s lunch crowd. I was two bites from finishing my brisket sandwich.
When I had answered, Richard wondered if a review in the Berkeley Planet would help. He knew a guy.
"Robert Alter in the Sunday Times would help." I knew who came to his seder.
"Uri’s a bit..." He probed his pesto sauce with a broiled shrimp. "...conservative."
"He regards my work highly. When Marilyn gave him Best Ride, he said he’d’ve only changed two words." I dabbed horse radish from my lips. "I’ve always wondered which."
"May have depended how far he got."
"‘Best Ride’? ‘New York’?"
"‘Bob Levin,’ to ‘Phillip Roth?’"
"Put it to him this way. He delivers me the Upper West Side. Soon as R. Crumb finishes Genesis, I’ll compare their visions in Comics Journal and get him 16-year-old fanboys he’ll have to beat off with a stick."
Richard appeared more interested in the wallpaper. "Nice place," he said, when I gave the waiter VISA. "We should do this again."
Causes Bob Levin Supports
Comic Book Legal Defense Fund, ACLU, PEN, Berkeley Emergency Food & Housing Project.