What a weird little Scottish gem Peter Riegert
(I know him for 1994’s The Mask) and Burt Lancaster (The Swimmer notably for me) nail this weird dance between greed and human connection.

It's a middle finger to progress, wrapped in dry humor, stunning landscapes and at times cosmic undertones. 

Maybe we're all just chasing the wrong things, and sometimes the real treasure is just existing.

This movie is a comfy, big old blanket with a hot cup of tea and tasty biscuits.

My GF showed me this movie, and it was v cute. However there is one of the meanest subplots in this that made me so mad, and everyone light-heartedly signed off on it, to the point where I’m convinced it was some metaphor for North American colonialism, even though I’m more so on the “they were settlers” side of the the argument. Regardless, I’m glad I blurayed up on this little known Ontarion cult classic and it’s in my collection. Stoked to watch this with the director and cast commentary track on.

I love the John Wayne energy Russell is pulling from in this role.

How much you wanna bet the twist is HE’S THE ART INSTALLATION

Equally mysogynystic and feminist. I laughed so hard at this and watched it with a feminist who laughed even harder. Stupid, stupid, movie that’s low key good