In his simple linearity, Giuseppe Cardascio tells his first and personal tale about Christmas with sweetness, irony and grace.
Two generations compared, the grandfather and his grandson, tell the oldest story in the world with some naive and genuine inaccuracy. Beyond religions, beyond superstitions, beyond differences. The only difference is the generational distance between the grandfather who tells and the grandson who seeks attention and listening in the small and frequent lapses in memory of his sweet grandfather.
Halfway between reality and fiction, we discover a truly personal Christmas story.

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