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With a daughter's need for meaning and memory and explanations, Lindalee sets out to reclaim her derelict father, determined to weed through the facts and fictions of his life-to redeem, to somehow forgive. As Abby lay dying in 1971, finishing his journey, Lindalee was running away from home and beginning hers; running away from death, just like Abby had run away when his father died. It would take her years to choose what path to take-away from the abyss into which Abby fell. Abby Tracey was a petty crook and con artist-as charming as a snake in Eden. From cherubic Irish alter boy to attentive uncle to pathetic street rubbie, Lindalee examines his life through surviving relatives and friends-and the official public record. But she sees her father perhaps most clearly in the tired souls of other destitute men, whom she speaks to with warmth and compassion. There are several threads to the film, each with its own distinct texture: the chronicling of Abby's life, from idealized childhood to painful oblivion; the daughter's search, from flophouses to the military archives; and dramatic narrative components which heighten Abby's unfathomable presence. ABBY, I HARDLY KNEW YA is a psychological and emotional journey, as Lindalee lovingly pieces together the shards of a life almost erased by time and circumstance. "Lindalee never sentimentalizes her subject. She presents Abby as honestly as she finds him. With so little to work with - a handful of snapshots, blurred recollections- it's amazing the way she has recreated a father she never knew. This is his touching memorial." |
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