by Michael Meigs
Published on January 24, 2010
The story, such as it is, features Adam's increasing disillusionment and his reluctant relationship with Rocco the messy, stinking old Alzheimer's patient stubbornly holding onto his one-room residential lease.
Aaron Black's Hotel Morocco has lots of ambiance and some tough, snarling dialogue. Talk about atmosphere -- he has taken the 50s noir setting of a New York fleabag hotel, populated it with dumbasses, women looking for bad sex, gangsters, a demented ancient resident and one would-be writer on his way down. The writer, carrying the Everyman label of Adam, lost his previous job in a better hotel and is in deep, limp depression over his father's …