Here's what went through my mind watching "THE IMMIGRANT": New York Harbor comes into view; and I try to bring to mind how my grandparents must have thrilled as they hailed the grand Statue of Liberty. And then as the people swayed off the boat and were checked off through Ellis Island, I pictured those folks again. After that I no longer thought about my grandparents but tried to be absorbed in the film's plot and the acting. The story portrays one young Polish woman who disembarks and (with her sister) looks forward to living in their aunt and uncle's house as they start life in New York. ...
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