This is quite the story. And I am lost for words to define it!
But I can best describe it as a wonderful immigration story about a Greek Jewish woman who fled from the nazis, started selling coca cola and peanuts and somehow ended up being the manager of the biggest chain of * cinemas in New York City during the sixties and seventies.
We get to see her children talk about their late (grand)mother with love and admiration. This Greek Jewish grandmother was one of a kind and the history of this family mixes the history of the Nazis, with an immigration success story, with lesbian and gay lifestyle, because this eccentric grandmother was a fullblown lesbian as well, in a time (the sixties) when it was definitely not something one openly talked about (yet...)
Wonderful. Fascinating. Endearing. And bizar.
A New York City portrait of the sixties and seventies, watched through the lens of a Greek Jewish lesbian grandmother, who was a successful * cinema owner! How about that!
