I like avant garde filmmaking AND documentaries... this film was both lazy and indulgent and the hardest, most annoying footage I have EVER had to sit through (including high school intro docs.) Ms. Anderson you wasted my evening and money! (I will never trust your taste again.) There is no artistry to the shots (they are mostly bouncy headcams on the fisherman or dangled freestyle into the ocean or dropped by someone's feet in the fish and left there for 10 to 15 minutes at a time (I'm not kidding.) Somewhere in the 15 minutes of sloshing fish or dragging camera--the same shot, no cuts, no music, no voice over, just constant engine drone, bubbling and clanking--somewhere at random there is perhaps 5 seconds of beauty. (I liked the first couple bird shots. Then they got monotonous too!) If the idea is to bore the audience with the wet, clanking, grimy monotony of being a commercial fisherman--then I guess this documentary succeeded. No one in the audience I saw this with wanted anything to do with the sea after being bludgeoned by this lazy, inartistic, punishing footage. REALLY it is the kind of footage you get when you leave your camera on by accident and it bumps along on your leg, filming the ground? Know that mind-numbing sub-B-roll junk? = this movie.