Every now and then, a film comes along that completely satisfies; speaks to your own sensibilities and is riveting from the first to the last frame. Pike River is that film for me.
I grew up under those mountains and I can remember how the community lived in the shadow of mine disasters (Brunner, Dobson, Strongman). As the song says, blood is the price of coal. Every miner and every miner’s wife knows this.
