Ingvar Eggert Sigurðsson

The blood-soaked tale of a Norse warrior's battle against the great and murderous troll, Grendel. Out of allegiance to the King Hrothgar, the much respected Lord of the Danes, Beowulf leads a troop of warriors across the sea to rid a village of the marauding monster. The monster, Grendel, is not a creature of mythic powers, but one of flesh and blood - immense flesh and raging blood, driven by a vengeance from being wronged, while Beowulf, a victorious soldier in his own right, has become increasingly troubled by the hero-myth rising up around his exploits. Beowulf's willingness to kill on behalf of Hrothgar wavers when it becomes clear that the King is more responsible for the troll's rampages than was first apparent. As a soldier, Beowulf is unaccustomed to hesitating. His relationship with the mesmerizing witch, Selma, creates deeper confusion. Swinging his sword at a great, stinking beast is no longer such a simple act. The story is set in barbarous Northern Europe where the reign of the many-gods is giving way to one - the southern invader, Christ. Beowulf is a man caught between sides in this great shift, his simple code transforming and falling apart before his eyes. Vengeance, loyalty and mercy powerfully entwine. A story of blood and beer and sweat, which strips away the mask of the hero-myth, leaving a raw and tangled tale.

Kolbeinn loves Solveig and Solveig loves Kolbeinn but Kolbeinn is in love with his prized possession and darling, the mare Grána and Grána is obsessed with the stallion Brúnn. Spring is coming and the whole community is following the story. This cannot end well. Vernhardur is in love with vodka and the horse Jarpur loves Vernhardur, his master. Aboard a Russian trawler is a mate by the name of Gengis who doesn't have vodka but loves horses like Jarpur. This not going to end well. Grimur has a passion for ancient horse roads but Egill admires barbed wire fences. Grimur owns a horse and a pair of pincers and Egill owns a tractor. This cannot end well. Johanna loves Raudka, her mare, but Raudka is in love with freedom. On the heath by an old summer cottage lies an injured old man. This could have a happy ending. Juan Camillo loves life and nature and is seeking God in the Icelandic highlands but the horse Old Piebald is tired and longs for rest. How will this end? Well, it all ends in the autumn when the horses are herded and men and horses become one great strand of excitement. The autumn round-up of the horses unifies theme, place, objects, time and characters into an ensemble film.

On an August midday, somewhere in the remote vastness of rural Iceland, sixteen-year-old Baldur, son of Karl and Droplaug, is attending the fields of the family's milk farm, riding a tractor. From afar, his eleven-year-old sister, Hera, is happily playing on her own, carefree. Little does she know, that this is maybe her last share of happiness, because everything is about to change, when all of a sudden, innocent Hera, witnesses the tragic accident that led to the gruesome death of her brother. On his funeral, the loss of her faith is inevitable and with unquenched rage, she rebels against God, leaving the congregation in tears of grief and despair. The years go by and Hera permeated with the vivid memory of Baldur that pulsates in every corner of the house, is still deeply missing him. Closed to herself, alienated with no friends and interests, Hera quickly drags herself into a dreary, dead-end of a life, troubled and suicidal. Still blaming God for the injustice and fencing off any attempts at reconciliation from the local priest, she embraces her brother's lifestyle and delves into the new music movement of Black Metal that gives Hera a new meaning in her life. Unable to let time heal her wounds and achingly craving for a closure, will Hera grasp in time that she cannot keep wallowing in grief because grief is a monster and it will eat her up?