Saint Eugene might be the Saint of the Month Club's magnum opus. After a few months of photo research, writing, rewriting, massaging, tweaking, voice overs and sound effects, he is finally here. Even his wife Phyllis will say that Eugene was a pretty complicated guy. It's not possible to hold a singular and unified vision of him in your head.
During his 83rd year, as his relatives, friends and coworkers traipsed through his home to bid him adieu, he seemed to have had a conversion - not of a religious nature - but something more psychological. In those last couple months of his life, some of the darkness of his psyche lifted and he began to realize how much he was appreciated for his Byzantine reveries, his sharp and sometimes brutally candid humor, his eccentric originality and especially for those of us lucky enough to have been his offspring - his powerful influence as a man that saw all of life - from the mundane to the profound - as being steeped in a sort of novelistic emotion.
So long, Eugene Henry Gosfield.
Thanks to Brandon Evans of Cathode Films for all his animation help. Thanks to the Peach Tartes for their female chorus-ing.