"Mr. Deck, are you my stinkin' Daddy?" In a furious phone call from T.R., the daughter he's never met, Danny Deck gets the jolt of his life. A TV writer who's retired to his Texas mansion, Danny spends his days talking to the answering machines of his ex-lovers from New York to Paris and dreaming of the characters in the sitcom he's created. But suddenly, a hurricane called T.R. is storming into his life... In his most moving and richly comic contemporary novel since Texasville, Larry McMurtry returns to the modern West he created so masterfully in "The Last Picture Show" and "Terms of Endearment. Some Can Whistle" spins a tale of Hollywood glitz and Texas grit; of an extraordinary young woman and a murderous young man; and of a middle-aged millionaire running head-on into the longings, joys, and pathos of real life.
There are some affecting scenes here, but the overall feel is as if a Marx Brothers film had suddenly veered into tragedy. I'll probably eventually read the first novel featuring Danny Decker ("All My Friends Are Going To Be Strangers"), but only because McMurtry is usually a worthwhile read, and occasionally a brilliant writer.