Atlantic.

Synopsis: A Moroccan fisherman sets off on an epic journey towards Europe on his wind surfboard. But the pursuit of dreams does not come without sacrifice.
Genre: Drama
  2 wins & 5 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.5
Year:
2014
94 min
6 Views


Wisal.

Wisal...

...wake up.

Look at me.

I'm leaving.

I need you to be strong.

Watch over the village for me.

And if you feel lonely...

...imagine you are flying.

Like a bird.

Out over the ocean.

It will be quiet there.

Calm.

I'll be there with you.

...causing temperatures to fall...

...in the mountains...

...the temperatures by region are...

Agadir, thirty degrees...

Essaouira, twenty-six. Safi, twenty.

Al Jadida...

Who are you?

You who live beyond the horizon.

Why do you have

such power over me?

Sometimes,

I feel you in the wind.

Your spirit.

Salaam aleikum.

Aleikum salaam.

- How are you?

- Good. You?

- Good. Thank God. And you?

- Good. Thanks.

Is that a windsurf board?

Yes.

- And that's your sail?

- Yes.

I never saw one up close.

Can I have a look?

It's light.

It's beautiful.

Can I ask you something?

Where are you from?

Near Essaouira.

- Essaouira?

- Close to Essaouira.

You came from Essaouira

on your board?

Incredible.

Isn't that very far?

That must

have been an adventure.

Yes.

You must be hungry.

I'm going to

roast some nice sardines.

You want to join me?

- Do you live here?

- Yes.

I have a small place

behind those rocks.

My fishing rods are down there.

- You're a fisherman?

- Yes, I have a net, my rods.

Come have some sardines with me.

There's all kinds.

Whiting, sole,

a lot of sardines.

- You don't set lines?

- No, the net's enough.

Here you go. Fresh tea.

- God bless.

- Thank you.

Cheers.

What a wonderful day.

Look how clear it still is.

Here, my son. God bless.

Did you hurt your hands?

Is that a wound?

It's nothing.

It just needs to dry.

Show it to me.

Show me.

That looks bad.

Don't worry,

I've got what you need.

Here, my son...

Tomorrow you won't feel a thing.

Open your hands. Don't be afraid.

Give me your hand.

- God bless.

- What is it?

A cream we put on

when we go out to sea.

It cure wounds.

Like your blisters.

Give me your hands.

Don't be afraid.

- Open your hand.

- Careful.

Don't worry, it won't hurt.

See?

Nothing.

- Just a little.

- Enough.

Tomorrow they'll be dry.

- Is that Casablanca?

- Where?

- Yes. Casa. Dar El Beda.

- Dar El Beda.

Are you going to Casablanca?

Rabat?

Kenitra?

- Further north.

- You're going all the way?

Do you know

it's a military zone up there?

The Spanish patrol the ocean.

There's no place to pass.

I'll go around the zone.

Around the zone?

That's a long way,

across the open ocean.

You'll need wind.

Three hundred kilometers.

Three hundred kilometers?

You'll need strong wind.

There'll be wind.

I wonder what it's like...

...to be old.

I keep dreaming about you, Wisal.

I miss you.

Where were you?

I've been waiting forever.

Come on.

Where were you?

You put a second line again?

I knew it.

I knew you would

put a second line.

Come on board.

You speak to your

father like that?

If you carry on,

I'll throw you overboard.

No, no... I'm kidding.

Stop... my cast.

Take it easy.

Are you crazy?

- Is that all?

- That's all we got today.

Look how close they are today.

- Where?

- Over there.

Come on, push.

It's stuck.

What's happening?

The tire's flat.

Bouchaeb.

Fettah...

What are you doing?

- Nothing. Were you asleep?

- Yes.

Can we draw on the sand?

- Not right now, Wisal.

- Get up.

Another time.

- Come on...

- Another time.

Whatever.

- I was looking for you.

- I was on the ocean, I just got out.

You're covered in sand.

- What's happening to you, Fettah?

- Nothing.

Wait, I'll brush it off.

There.

Wisal...

- Let's go.

- No.

Come on, we're going.

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