Its basic emotion, a ruminative sadness welling from the pastness of the past, is established in the opening hunting and fishing scenes in virginal upper Michigan lake country.
Illusion is everything, self-deception is indispensable, and Peterman works behind a scrim of pastness, sometimes hilarious but curiously sweet nonetheless.
When the process of association fills the initial intuition with the pastness of dead data-stuff the impact of this intuition is reduced to that of general experience.