Finding David Goodis by Louis Boxer
A year and a half ago, I had never heard of David Goodis.
A year and half later, I have been to his house at 6305 North 11th Street, I have gone through years of his meticulously kept tax returns, and I have been to his grave site.
I have seen his movies. I have read his books. I have read essays, critical studies, and just about everything about him.
I have talked to anybody and everybody about him from all over the world.
I have met with his family. I have met with his friends. I have met with his admirers.
In the process of discovering who David Goodis was, I have learned that he was a man of great complexity.
As Philippe Garnier (whose seminal work Goodis, La Vie En Noir Et Blanc [Goodis: Life in Black And White] 1984 which remains to be translated from the French) told me when I first began this quest, “Don't delude yourself: you'll never know what made him tick. I don't. Sallis don't know. Nobody knows that much.” He was right.