We gave it a B
Textual analysis is the running theme in the three novellas of Rick Moody’s Right Livelihoods. In ”The Omega Force,” a drunken retiree consults a sub-Clancy spy novel when sizing up the suspicious people seen at his resort town’s airstrip. In ”K&K,” an administrator at an insurance brokerage investigates some way-outside-the-box ideas that appear in the suggestion bin (”You ought to throw this f—ing coffee machine out the window and run over it with a car”). This is Moody at his most self-indulgent: the painful archness of tone, the empty narrative play. Skip to the superior ”Albertine Notes,” a tight and grimy dystopian sci-fi that reads like an update of Philip K. Dick.