Mike Hodge--veteran of the Great War, big shot of the Chicago Tribune, medium fry--probably shouldn't have fallen in love with Annie Walsh. Then again, maybe the man who killed Annie Walsh should have known better than to trifle with Mike Hodge. In Chicago, David Mamet has created a [book] that roars through the [1920s] Windy City's underground on its way to a thunderclap of a conclusion.