Watched Jun 22, 2012
One of those vérité movies that either gets you under it's spell or turns into a slog, and seeing as it took me two days to finish it I obviously fall into the latter camp. The closest it ever approaches to plot is the relationship between the father and son, which leads to some staged Real World-esque sequences where I swear the director is giving them instructions ahead of time-- "look pensively off into the sunset and tell your son about how you will always be in his heart"-- which the non-actors then carry out in (often) the most banal way possible. The movie only really works when no one is talking and people are doing what comes naturally, e.g. the dad spearing lobsters while the kid plays DS or the grandfather telling the cameraman to move out of the way while reeling in a fish.
It's undeniably pretty, but since I couldn't help wishing it was just documentary about seafood instead, I am unable to join in the bonerfest for this film.