Documentary about industrial fishery shot somewhere in the North Atlantic. Shot by cameras attached to random places all over the ship, and it’s wet, and it’s dark and it’s sleazy fish-heads. Nothing sea-romantic here. People look tired and no wonder – the job is harsh and machine like and so are the conditions.
Leviathan – a sea monster referenced in the Tanakh, or the Old Testament.
It took me three attempts to actually watch it from beginning to the end. It’s this type of documentary which does not have any explanations, but it communicates the atmosphere better than any words, despite the unsteady shots and absence of a narrative. And it is fascinatingly beautiful at times, despite the unpleasant nature of the things being shot.