A native youth is getting into trouble in Seattle and his mother sends him to live with his father, who lives on the Old Crow Reservation in a cabin. The only entertainment is, the father plays the harmonica and sings. He also catches huge fish, hunts game, goes snowmobiling to get around, and basically lives off the land in a rustic Northwestern climate. One sees the son go through a gradual transformation. There is not much in terms of words being exchanged between them. The father is pretty stoic, but you can sense the love and warmth he feels toward his son as he teaches him the ways of his life. Wordless is the cultural nuances that the father is conveying to his son through his actions. The son, initially with hollow look in his eyes, builds energy, he follows along with his father, he learns the ways, he gets some direction, maybe he understands his father and himself better. The film shows the son returning to visit his mother and getting back into the city life ways, drinking and partying again and getting that hollow look in his eyes. What will he do? This movie is, among many things, a commentary about urban life where we have it all, but it is so superficial and lacking in depth and soul, it saps the soul of meaning and reverence. In contrast, living in nature where one must struggle to survive, in the elements, there is challenge, a test for a man to prove himself, one feels connected with nature, his roots, his traditions. This is being lost, has been lost, and what is the trend, the meaning, and the implications for our future? I saw this movie on PBS a few times and it lingers in my mind. It is a great movie.