Kramer weaves an intricate story of social fabric and personal pain. He can 'out-nuance' the best of them. The protagonist is likable in the tragic way of Hamlet. He deserved better; here he rallies and makes it so, enjoying some honest titillation along the way. But there is no escaping the current underneath this story: things out of balance require radical action. In light of recent events, it is even more poignant. Who of us deserves to make that change happen in a violent way, even if no lives are taken? I am still wrestling with it, and that makes it good.