The material in HBO's new movie "An American Pickle" is only enough to make a mooncake, but it was abruptly spread out into a large cake, so there were loopholes in many places, and it was impossible to maintain the integrity of the shape. The film seeks to find the connection between the first-generation Jews who immigrated to New York from Eastern Europe in the early 20th century and the fourth-generation Jews living in Brooklyn in the early 2000s, the story's main concatenation The pickle is one of the major Jewish contributions to American food. First, the soul and core of the American sandwich, that is, the main driving force that everyone can barely chew and swallow. Intergenerational inheritance has been successfully achieved through pickled cucumbers, and the craft mastered 100 years ago is still very popular, but another shared feeling of the first generation immigrants has basically disappeared from the American Jewish DNA. Similar to the devils entering the village during the Anti-Japanese War in China, Eastern European Jews have been harassed by Cossacks for a long time in history, so that the first generation of immigrants to the United States would experience severe physical discomfort as long as they saw vodka advertisements. Woody Allen once joked that women of his grandmother's generation had only two lives in Eastern Europe: fear of being raped by Cossacks and being raped by Cossacks. Today's American Jews see vodka no different from seeing whiskey or tequila. They are all mediators that contribute to alcoholism.
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