It’s short and good, short as a Haiku, good as the fulfillment of poetry. Set in the West Coast, every shot is like a verse, the way down to the river, the ever present rains from the ocean. The essence of a poem, a final simplicity. The cast is the only action that matters, the snowflakes mixed with rain set the weather conditions, the pictures of the fish are way enough for us to see the fight. The angler is getting out the river, we know he is happy, we know it because we know that feeling. A perfect film to start the week with.