A decent father, raising a second son with clear ideas of permissions with responsibilities, caring for his war-wounded brother, making his way as dustbin worker, denied glory as a baseball player cos of racial prejudice, shares bonhomie with his mate and his wife in the backyard.
As the film develops, this initial upbeat presentation falls apart in the lights of stories from his past, betrayals of his wife and set-tos with his second son.
Some great lines leading to a conclusion whereby his second son even thinks he won’t attend the father’s funeral, cos it’s clear some of the house rules had been wrong.
And yet he’s turned around when his mother explains the good that was done.
And if parents’ rules are a part of growing up, then so is working out what was right and what was wrong.