They live in abject poverty, in a harsh, barren, wild and (ok I'll give them) scenically beautiful environment. We follow the industrious inhabitants- mostly the guys, through one year of their "happy" lives. We start in the spring- (think winter) where the main dude shows us what he can do with an axe and the answer is- ANYTHING. (He should really try to build a helicopter, I think). He is a awesome craftsman and can plank a tree in straight boards with his axe (these, to make skis by hand with moose fur on the bottom for slide-ability, true story).
Then comes summer and you the viewer are happy because you think "great- some relief from the hideous cold" and that part is true but guess what- they are plagued and I mean plagued head to toe by mosquitos- do you mind! These guys can not catch a break. Yes it's light for 20 hours of the day & the vegetables are ginormous but again summer only lasts 3 weeks and then boom you are into fall, (again, think winter).
So in the fall they have to get ready for winter (they like to pretend that they are not already in winter), getting the traps in gear, repairing their hand-made log hovels so the bears can't get at them, fishing for themselves and their beloved dogs- you know the normal back to school stuff we all do. The hunters go off in the winter to hunt and trap for several months with only their dogs for companions. I wrote to my brother who is an outdoorsy type of guy and asked him if he had seen the movie and told him he might like a year in Taiga (like actually living there as a sort of insane experiment) and mentioned the great dogs because he is a lover of these types of dogs and he wrote me back and said 'AND GREAT FISH' (he had seen the movie),which is right- they catch pike the size of small apartments.
It is fascinating and visually splendid and although I admire Werner on account of he produces great films (loved his compassion for the underbelly of America society in Into the Abyss), I gotta think he's trying too hard to paint a lovely picture of these noble people who live by the land and are "happy" with their lot. I think they are self sufficient to the max, extremely capable, simple, rugged and well, resigned to their lives. They don't even drink booze which is also very commendable. I think Werner based the title on one scene where a trapper was sitting by the fire, in the snow, with his dog and mused "Ah, this is the life - nothing like settling down with a nice cup of tea." At least that is what the translator said he said but who knows he is probably saying " I hate my &%$#^%&^ life and wish I could build a helicopter with my axe!" It's a good watch and I highly recommend it.
Well that settles that-- the next Wilson family vacation will not be to Siberia. "Why did they ever settle in this wasteland?" I sometimes wonder about Canada, but this... sounds cruel and unusual punishment.
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Where did Werner come up with this one? And also I'm surprised the Happy People didn't catch a ride back with the film crew. Was that in the documentary?
ReplyDeleteI do like capable people and so does Werner. But how do they buy things they need besides fish and axed-up wood? Do they shop online? What do they wear? Do the Baker Dudes need help organizing their wardrobes so that we don't have this dude/wife confusion?
I guess there's no helping it, I'll have to watch it for myself. Thanks for the review B!!
Is this the human version of March of the Penguins?
ReplyDeleteConsidering we have had one of the most miserable winters, this movie could make me thankful it wasn't thaaat bad - but I do like Werner's work so thanks for the recommend!
'kay promise to never gripe about Alberta, Sioux Lookout, North Muskoka (insert cold, snowswept North American locale of choice here) in Forevuary again. Well, until next enduring winter, maybe. Howled at lost in translation post ending. And, like DBP, wondering why few of brave souls weren't clinging to helicopter runners with departing film crew? Maybe they signed waivers or were stuck in ice.
ReplyDeleteSounds romantic. Have to disagree with TW on this one - a siberian family vacation sounds splendid. Maybe I'm just missing winter... Mulled wine, bonfires, crunching snow, bring it!
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