Thursday, March 26, 2009

Son of a Gun: My Reclining Gramps




A short film I made to honor the memory and madness of my wonderful grandfather. A jewish eccentric of the most loving variety. He became a poet after a life-long career as a legal-aid lawyer for Kings County Family Court. Here he reads many of his best.
It's called Son of a Gun, after one of his most heavily used phrases of real or feigned incredulousness.

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