I screened this 2 days ago at the ongoing Tribeca Film Festival here in NYC, and I'll be posting my review of it some time today.
Directed by Dutch filmmaker, Jeroen van Velzen, I'd say that it's a beautilful, challenging film to watch. But more on that later.
A trailer for it exists, and it's embedded below.
Dutch filmmaker Jeroen van Velzen explores his visceral memories of an early youth spent in coastal Kenya, where a reverence for the sea reigns high. Via the locals' enigmatic recitation of a well known folktale, we are introduced to a spirit-filled island, to which a fisherman's visit has the magic to alternately bless or curse his bounty. Enter Masoud, a legend of shark fishing, a man who proudly wears his scars and knotted bones as proof of decades spent battling underwater foes. His glory days long gone, Masoud and his stoic grandson take to the seas, the elder fisherman unhappily relegated to the role of castigating mentor, battering his protégée with nagging critique. As he tries to close out his days on the water with one final, spectacular capture, Masoud spins grandiose stories told with swaggering pride and heartbreaking nostalgia. Still, just as you start to question Masoud's hold on reality, he confirms his stature with a display of astonishing skill and an intrinsic, almost religious mastery of his craft.
Watch the enchanting trailer below: