A melancholic affection for New York City permeates writer-director Noah Segan’s nostalgia-powered “The Only Living Pickpocket in New York,” a minor-key character study that quietly mourns a bygone era, when life was analog, and so were its criminals. Bookended by two pitch-perfect needle drops that signify every New Yorker’s complex emotions about their city (LCD Soundsystem’s “New York, I Love You but You’re Bringing Me Down” and the Bobby Short version of “I Happen to Like New York”), longtime actor Segan’s sophomore feature feels like a warm embrace in defiance of an increasingly cold world that has lost its manners, along with the tactile elements worth holding onto.
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