Wisps of fog cross the screen as \photographic images of a bleak landscape, with lichen covered stone and dried grass enhance take us to the islande of Inishmore, a remote spot just west of the Irish coast. Desolate, uniform, proscribed, it is a place of limited land and limitless sea.  And yet, in contrast to the gloom of grey stone and grey skies, the people of the island possess astounding vitality, challenging the barren landscape to conquer their spirit.