It rains a lot. Which is nice, if you like that sort of thing. Members of the TV generation, these characters are better acquainted with what emotion looks like than they are with how it feels.
Foster sketches their hidden loneliness deftly.
He touches on feelings that the characters themselves are barely aware of, and illustrates with occasionally cruel humor their self-absorption. These characters tend to be somewhat inert, the passive centers around which Foster's plots gradually, almost haphazardly, accrete. The haphazardness is an illusion. The first-person stories, in which the characters are never named, enlarge upon themes of loneliness, homelessness and abandonment. This creates a sensation of movement missing in the individual stories.