You hear him before you see him. First, there are a child’s drawings of soldiers and conflict, Irish flags and burning pubs and bodies separated from their limbs. Then a pastoral landscape appears, a portrait of nature that would be idyllic were it not for the ominous gray skies. A not-so-distant storm is clearly brewing. There’s silence. And then there’s the sound of hard labor. We get a glimpse of a stooped, sinewy figure, his back to the camera. He appears to be pulling the roots of something from the stony ground — a gesture that will become far more symbolic as the story goes on. It quickly brings to mind another mysterious man seemingly at war with the earth itself. His face is obscured. Yet he still seems familiar.

Anemone, the debut feature from writer, artist and filmmaker Ron

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