A beach house in a state of disrepair, not unlike its primary inhabitant, is the setting for Gregg Ostrin's Kowalski, a tangle of truth, truthiness, and fanciful speculation opening tonight at The Duke on 42nd Street. And provided you are not looking for much depth, there is a lot of fly-on-the-wall fun to be had in observing a pair of well-known hustlers attempting to outmaneuver one another for a breezy 85 minutes.
