We all knew that Woody was off his rocker first evident in his early movie, 'Sleepster'. Entertaining, artistic and intellectually clever we all became interested in our local boy full of eccentricity and neurosis most likey due to an overbearing jewish mother. Woody was an odd fellow, but one none the less we looked at as if through our own pair of thick lensed glasses. Woody quickly became our very own hero from the hood.

Ok, perhaps that is not so as it certainly came not to be the case when his movies became more and more biographical over time foreshadowing the unethical if not mental breakdowns to come. Perhaps our vision too was impaired for we did not see it coming. After all, these works were 'Made in Manhattan'; so was Woody and so were we.

It seems like just short moments ago when the Daily Planet got hold of and printed the letter depicting a broken heart by arrow Mira Sparrow prepared when her adopted Asian daughter, one of seventeen and counting, was found to be having an affair with Mira's then boyfriend, Mr. A. What a shock to our City. What a shock to our generally mainstream but liberally minded community.

As if it was not bad enough seen all around Manhattan grandfatherly men escorting their grandaughter trophy wifes, this act stepped to new lows. Woody was bedding a recently emancipated girl over 30 years his junior, the very same girl he helped to raise the years before. Cries of incest were heard all over town. It's hard to imagine how Mr. A dared step out with his new babe even in this historically liberal town. But he did so, and we got used to the sight. Soon Mr. A married and settled into family life being nearly fully exonerated with the acceptance into one of New York's most sought after preschools and then subsequently private school.

Just when we thought we were getting used to seeing this mix matched pair strolling around Central Park with their six mixed ethnic children Mr. A recently released his newest and most controversial film as yet; 'Made for Me'.

As the story goes, a senior Woodrow leaves a younger and accomodating Asian wife with six teenage children to enter into a more fufilling relationship found with his believed to be soul mate, another man nearer to his age, Micky. It is not the discarded wife who puts up a fuss, but rather a zealous DA who wishes to avenge his own anger after having been dumped by his own Asian wife who has hooked up with another Asian woman. The DA, played by Carl Steiner , believes he finds evidence that Woodrow has begun to lobby state leaders to allow same sex marriages and believes the effort will prove successful. In order to prevent Woodrow from making progress the DA blocks the effort by arresting Micky for lude acts caught on the internet site, Your Tub of Fun. With Micky behind bars a marriage can not ensue ever since the removal of citizen rights for inmates.

But that does not stop Woodrow. He comes up with another plan to adopt his true love in an adopted spouse status. Leave it to Woody to concoct and make feasible a way in which love shall prevail against all odds by hiring a top notch adoption lawyer, played by media seasoned Nan Graceful, her first movie role.

Ms. Graceful plays her role in alignment with her name. She manages to ease the audience into the rights governed and protected by law not only by virtue of the adopted status but also enables Woodrow and Micky to have all the rights formerly bestowed upon traditional male/female marriages.

And so now we have a new mileu - the adopted spouse with full rights as once only available to the old world basis of marriage. The adopted spouse status enables Woodrow and Micky to make health care related decisions for each other, file jointly their Federal income tax, collect benefits otherwise deemed only for male/female marital couples, and one other formerly marital condition regarding conjugal rights. It is a horse of a different color, but still a horse.

While I can not wish Woody well in his what has to be new love conquest (I saw him and Micky Moore holding hands over a plate of pasta at a trendy Midtown eatery) due to my lack of ability to support the dumping of his old flames, I have to applaud Mr. A for the sheer chutzpah and mental brainstorming which has lead to this dramatic change in human rights. For once it seems Mr. A has actually encompassed societal good while seeking to serve his own agenda.