Fats' mother names him Ian Wendell Thomas at birth, something his friends correct in early childhood. A true connoisseur of the finer things (women, beer, music, food, general self-indulgence, women), Fats leaves school behind as soon as possible and devotes his time to, well, the finer things. The central California coast of the aimless 1970s is the perfect place for such devotions. His friends (who call themselves the Holy League of Rudy)...