The Dig strikes gold, then gets greedy.
Edith can’t kick the feeling that something big is buried on her land. With world war and illness looming, finding it has become that much more important.
Basil agrees. He’s no archaeologist, but the man respects a dig.
What the two uncover will go down in history. But making history and being history are very different things. So Basil does double duty, giving and Edith and her son some perspective amidst the turmoil.
It is a simple and touching story. What’s odd is that the moviemakers didn’t seem to think so. Surprisingly deep into this, a romantic storyline magically appears, shifting the focus of the movie and almost doubling its length.
But it’s still worth a watch, not least for its beautiful picture. Golden light and big sky expanses subtly remind us how precious life can be.