My Dead Dad’s Porno Tapes

Trying to understand

 

The headline is a grabber. You have to admit that. It’s probably why you clicked on this.

And while my father never kept porno tapes, at least that I knew about, he kept secrets too, some of which I discovered after I became an adult and a father myself.

To me, the point of this film is that we all keep parts of ourselves hidden. We all do the best we can with the tools we have.

And in the end, we still feel that breath of separation, of not quite knowing the person who gave us life.