[Sheffield/Doc] It is a mourning process turned into cinema. Guilt for the death of the loved one becomes the engine of a search for other love stories. Like Chris Marker in "Lettre de Sibérie" (1958), the destination is "nothing but a frozen devil's island". There are beautiful poetic images, slow pans over director's words, fragments of lives that are nearing the end. A painful journey through failure to be loved.