Black People Hate Me and They Hate My Glasses
Short film. Long title. True story.
A waiter on a cigarette break unravels a frenetic, non-linear tale to his fellow co-workers in an attempt to explain why black people hate his glasses. The result is a zig-zagging ride down the New York City streets of the early 90's. A celebration of storytelling and astigmatism.
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