When a goat herder in a remote Italian village dies, his soul travels into the body of a newborn goat. When the goat dies, his spirit is taken up by the roots of young tree. When the tree dies, it is made into charcoal which, still containing the spirit of the man, the goat and the tree, is sold in the village as fuel. The villagers breathe the spirit into themselves from the smoke of the coal fires and the cycle begins again. Sure, it all sound a bit too metaphysical to be entertaining, but writer/director Michelangelo Frammartino tells the story with such pure cinematic poetry — and hardly a line of dialogue — that it just sweeps you up and takes you away
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