I saw this film the first time in the early 70’s. Old Canada was disappearing, and you could still see shards of it back then. It was a big place, still, and my world was still so small. I might have been a traveller, had the cards of my life fallen differently.
Do the kids even have stories any more? The stories of my age were meant to provoke thought in young ones. What lies over the horizon? Could I carve like that little Indian kid? What would it be like to live in a place where the water goes out to the horizon?
We don’t encourage our kids to think anymore.