Jacques Bergerac is a trapper. Every summer he smuggles horses across the border from the US. Every winter he vanishes into the far north to bring back furs. On a horse-trading expedition, his partner is injured, so they put up at a farm, where Bergerac falls in love with Barbara Rütting and they are wed. Soon they have a daughter, but every winter Bergerac leaves them to go trapping. Meanwhile an old suitor of Mademoiselle Rütting buys a farm and calls on her while her husband is gone.
Willy Rozier's nordouestern-camambert (as I suppose it should be called) soon turns into a soap opera. Despite its length, it never examines anyone's motivations beyond the bare minimum. Michel Rocca's camerawork is adequate to show Bergerac's male beauty, but doesn't do much for the snowy landscapes he travels about, making me wonder why Rozier didn't make him a sailor, or some other trade that makes a man leave home for lengths of time. Well, I suppose that's because of the novel it is based on. Bergerac sings a couple of songs. A band performs some fiddle-led tunes.
