Best Carny (2008)

Jeff of Coney Island's Bushel Baskets

In our poor, benighted age, when the average carny is—like as not—a relatively well-scrubbed collegiate, we must remember that classic carnies still walk among us. I noticed JEFF OF CONEY ISLAND'S BUSHEL BASKETS two summers ago, not only for his silver shirt and extraordinary mouthful of teeth (worthy of the British), but also for his banter, craftiness, aura of gentle sleaze, and the conviction he inspires in a whole host of marks that something for nothing can yet be had. The game—throwing softballs into a basket mined with springs—predestines failure. Jeff, however, he's a complete success.


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