Cold Skin

Synopsis: On the edge of the Antartic Circle, in the years after World War I, a steam ship approaches a desolate island far from all shipping lanes. On board is a young man, on his way to assume the lonely post of weather observer, to live in solitude for a year at the end of the world. But on shore he finds no trace of the man whom he has been sent to replace, just a deranged castaway who has witnessed a horror he refuses to name. The rest is forest, a deserted cabin, rocks, silence, and the surrounding sea. And then the night begins to fall...
Director(s): Xavier Gens
Production: Samuel Goldwyn Films
Rotten Tomatoes:
108 min


We are never very far

from those whom we hate.

For this very reason,

we shall never be truly close

to those we love.

An appalling fact.

I knew it well enough

when I embarked.

But some truths

deserve our attention,

others are best left alone.

We set sail 67 days ago.

September, 1914.

Matches are as useless

as teats on a bull above deck.

Thank you.

There's your island.

Look, you see it?

What are you running from?

That was the first question

they asked me when I decided

to go to sea.

Prepare to weigh anchors.

That is a one man job,

you don't need two.

Russian ...

Be careful, go to the back,

don't get it wet.

Careful with that.

Don't throw stuff about.

C'mon, come on!

No birds.

No weather offical

to greet you either.

Captain sir, where we leave the luggage

of officer of Aaron Winds?

Here inside.

Tell the others to hold off

with the rest of the ...

No, no, bring it forth.

With respect, I am responsible

for your safe passage

and this is hardly reassuring.

You've already provided

such passage.

It had to be taken

as an act of kindness,

the Captain accompanied me

onto dry land.

Nothing obliged him.

But during the journey we'd come

to one of those understandings

that sometimes arise between men

of different generations.

The captain always treated me

with courtesy of an executioner.

If he could do anything

for me.. he would.


Boys, go back to the boat.

You in there?

Open up!

Can you hear me?




Wake up!

Water, toad.

Wake up!

Maritime signal technician,

we are replacing the weather official,

Aldor Vigeland.

Can you tell of his whereabouts?

I said, where is the weather official?

Listen here, I'm a captain

of a ship in transit,

I had to change course

to bring this man here,

and take his predecessor away.

Now where is..?


He's dead?

Do you have any tobacco?


Where are the man's remains?

Christ man, speak up!

He went out one day.

I never saw him again.

For God's sake, it's an island!

How far could he have gone?

A swim..

Your name?


You like Frazer?

That's not my book.

You, you have tobacco?

Not on my person, no.

Mr. Gruner.


I appreciate your concern but

I'm not about to turn back now.

Take this.

Don't mistake stubbornness

with stupidity.

I'll manage.

Thank you for all you've done.

Eat well.

Work hard.

Stay busy.

Fair winds.

And following seas.

I would have to live

in a solitude-like exile

for twelve months,

far from civilization,

with a job as monotonous

as it was insignificant:

To log the intensity

and direction of the winds.

Mr. Gruner.

Mr. Gruner.

Mr. Gruner, if this is

your idea of an initiat..

Open the door!

Let me in!




- Please, let me in!

- Should have stayed on the boat.



When I have fears

that I may cease to be,

before my pen has gleaned

my teeming brain,

before high piled books

and carrot tree

hold like rich garnest

the full ripened grain.

When I behold upon

the night-starred face,

huge cloudy symbols

of a high romance,

and think that I may never live

to trace their shadows

with the magic hand at Garnis,

and when I feel,

fair creature of an hour,

that I shall never look

upon thee more,

never have relished the fairy power

of unreflecting love,

then, on the shore of the wide world,

I stand alone,

and think, to love and fame

to nothingness do sink.

Mother of God!


- Don't shoot!

- Put your gun down!

Put it down!

Step back!

Whatta ya want?

Do I really need to spell it out?

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