' Once upon a time, when New York City lived & breathed, there was a man marked for death, like us all.. .' Arnold Rothstein was one of the most mysterious figures in Manhattan's history: a godfather of organized crime
- rumoured to have fixed baseball's World Series
- yet a peer of the Morgans & Rockefellers. But one night in 1928, he was shot in the stomach & died shortly afterwards, refusing to speak a word concerning his own murder. Nick Tosches jumps feet first into Rothstein's life to lay bare his legacy
- to New York & to the whole Western world
- & to try & make some sense of what the 'king of the Jews' means to us. What we get back is an angry howl right out of the tortured heart of America itself.