A sailor, Farrel, leaves his ship and begins a lengthy journey to wintry Tierra del Fuego's interior, to an isolated village and family that he hasn't seen in years. The route seems familiar to him, and we gradually piece together his relationship with the people and community he finds there. From the opening sequences on Farrel's ship, to the spectacular harshness of his destination, Alonso is meticulous in mapping the sights and sounds of the landscape and Farrel's personal journey into the past.
Perhaps slow and not very dramatic (unless you read between the lines, the background story is dramatic enough!) but an interesting film all the same. Find out how the other half lives; just don't expect clear explanations, melodramatic catharsis or far-fetched scenarios, never mind car cashes. This film leaves you in a philosophical frame of mind, subtly so.
Possibly not the most thrilling film ever, but certainly intriguing. Clearly the director - name escapes me - is no fan of conventional narrative. We are presented with the bare bones of one man's return visit home, and then encouraged to fill in the gaps whatever way suits us. Surprisingly, it lingers on in the mind, no doubt as a result of the brain's determination to make sense of it all.