Georgic for a Forgotten Planet

I began reading Virgil’s Georgics, a 1^st Century epic agricultural poem, and knew immediately that I needed to create a visual equivalent about my own relationship to the place where I live, New York City.  The film is culled from material I collected at Coney Island, the Lower East Side, Socrates Sculpture Garden in Queens, a Brooklyn community garden and a place on Staten Island that is so dark you can see the three moons of Jupiter.  It is a homage to a place many people affectionately and mysteriously call the big apple.