I’m a Jersey girl- an Atlantic City woman imported to California. That’s’ one reason I love Boardwalk Empire. My grandfather was a bookie, so was my ex husband’s. His grandfather killed someone and fled to Greece on Knucky’s cue. My grandmother had an affair with Knucky Johnson —revealed by my Dad close to his death.
What does this have to do with siblings? Well siblings are a thread in the sorted – but so true tale of Boardwalk Empire – fabulously conceived by Martin Scorsese and Terence Winters. The series is based on Nelson Johnson’s great book about my hometown.
Sibling rivalry has been a head to head plot line since Knucky Thomson (aka the real Knucky Johnson) is betrayed by his jealous brother Eli, In- episode 16 ( I watch them feverishly)
Eli, the sheriff /brother plots against Knucky turning Judas with Knucky’s rival, the Commodore. Eli suffers in his brother-crooked shadow and conspires with Jimmy and his mother to have his Knucky arrested. That Cain and Abel plotline by Scorsese rivals and mimics Steinbeck’s East of Eden
In episode 17 Eli and Knucky hammer each other bloody as Eli slinks back after the Commodore has a stroke -their Brutus moment screwed. It’s another scene out of East of Eden when Charles nearly beats Adam to death.
I’m a born again TV girl after swearing it off most of my life. Boardwalk Empire, makes me swoon. When I returned to Atlantic City a few weeks ago, I swam in the Atlantic for the first time in 30 years. Sitting on the beach of my childhood, I could imagine those rumrunner bottles washing up and smashing into the Steel Pier ,letting me see my grandparents’ world in a stark new light.