Lazarus Man

Price (The Whites, as Harry Brandt) delivers a remarkable excavation of urban angst in this story of a five-story East Harlem tenement building that collapses, killing six of its tenants. The ruin becomes a spectacle, drawing myriad characters including Felix Pearl, a young filmmaker who lives near the building and was roused that morning by the “abrupt harsh clatter and buckshot pop of shattered glass suddenly raining down on the street” followed by a more alarming “absolute silence.” Royal Davis, a mortician with a failing business, capitalizes on the accident as a way to solicit new clients, while Mary Roe, an NYPD detective with a complicated home life, puts all her energy into finding out what happened to Christopher Diaz, a tenant who is mysteriously unaccounted for. Price also focuses on survivor Anthony Carter, an unemployed teacher and recovering cocaine addict who was rescued after being buried in the rubble for 36 hours, and who becomes a symbol of hope for a community ravaged by blight and gentrification. As these vivid characters cross paths following the tragedy, they compose a searing snapshot of contemporary Harlem annotated with the author’s precise observations (“One of the reasons why the Daily News and the Post were the commuter’s choice was that they were easier to manage on a crowded train. Reading the Times on the subway was like trying to spread your arms in a phone booth”). Price once again proves he’s the bard of New York City street life. Agent: Lynn Nesbit, Janklow & Nesbit Assoc. (Nov.)