Bob Fosse’s semi-autobiographical film celebrates show business stripped of glitz or giddy illusions. Joe Gideon (Roy Scheider) is at the top of the heap, one of the most successful directors and choreographers in musical theatre. But he can feel his world slowly collapsing around him–his obsession with work has almost destroyed his personal life, and only his bottles of pills keep him going.
After losing their academic posts at a prestigious university, a team of parapsychologists goes into business as proton-pack-toting “ghostbusters” who exterminate ghouls, hobgoblins and supernatural pests of all stripes. An ad campaign pays off when a knockout cellist hires the squad to purge her swanky digs of demons that appear to be living in her refrigerator.
As documentary filmmaker Danny Hart boards a train at Grand Central Station, he has no reason to expect anything more than a pleasant ride to upstate New York. Danny is on his way to interview subjects for his latest project. For months he’s videotaped Morris and Rina Herzmann, an older couple who survived World War II as young children in Germany. Their unique yet harrowing love story is not only compelling, but as Danny later finds out, also unexpectedly complex. While heading north on the train, Danny looks through his video camera and pans along the rows of seats. Through his viewfinder, he catches a mysterious young woman as she surreptitiously wipes away a tear. Danny soon finds himself facing off with a determined police detective, an erratic ex-con, an inquisitive cab driver and an ex-husband who turns out to be much more than he seems. [Synopsis courtesy of Napa Valley Film Festival]