My Sailor, My Love is not quite a romance, but rather a slow examination of the wounds we inflict on each other and the difficulties of moving past wounds.
From the maddeningly slow pace, amateurish performances, and undercooked screenplay, The Long Dark Trail fails to do anything it set out to accomplish.
Film, the Living Record of Our Memory shines a spotlight on these individuals and serves to rally for the importance of film archiving and preservation.