About the Film
On an island the road ends where it begins, at the wharf. The wharf is the link to the rest of the world, until winter cuts it off. But the islanders know the winter sea and its movements. They judge the ice by its colors, avoiding the open channels, fighting through the slushy fragile ice, catching their footing on the chunk ice, and running all-out across the solid ice to the North Shore.
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