A young woman flees through the summer night with child in tow, desperate to escape her past. As dawn approaches, all that stands between them and a new life are the mysteries lying ahead.
Grief? Depression? Ambiguity in a Paris hotel room. Jack Whitman lies on a bed, ordering a grilled cheese sandwich from room service. His phone rings; it's a woman on her way to see him, a surprise. He readies the room, moving without affect, drawing a bath, changing his clothes. She arrives, as does the food, and the complications of their relationship emerge in bits and pieces. He invites her out on the balcony to see his view. Will they make love? Is the relationship over?
Robin Lehman presents an intimate view of the panorama of African wildlife, giving a sense of what it is really like to be there, and in a dramatic climax makes a poignant plea for conservation. Filmed in Zaire, Kenya and Tanzania, the film takes the viewer from deep inside an anthill, to the majestic giraffes suckling their young, african storms, dung beetle ritual dances, duels for supremacy, feeding time and playtime all end, as the animals disappear one by one while the sound of a rifle shatters the existing magic of life.