Monuments of Mutuality
The documentary begins with a close-up view of an apparent snowscape. The camera eye sweeps slowly across what must be packed snow, glittering in the sunlight of the Southwest. Text surfaces on the screen, revealing haunting lines that confirm what we must be seeing: In the field of white snow I starve for the love of my own people. Yuki Shiroki No Ni Nikushin No Ai Ni Ue.