Withdrawn, and a bit timid and unsure. Their mother (Marsha Stephanie Blake), a Jamaican immigrant, works long hours to support the boys, so Pierre becomes a de facto guardian for Johnson.
Flashing forward 10 years, we learn that Pierre has died and Blake has been nearly catatonic with grief for a decade. When Johnson's ex-girlfriend Kiana Madeira comes to visit, she initiates a chain of events that breaches the cocoon of grief that Johnson and Blake are living in.
This film is really beautifully shot, creating a really vivid sense of place, and it's wonderfully acted by the three leads. It alternates between the two timelines, showing how Pierre's restless ambition (he's involved with the nascent Toronto hip hop scene) and refusal to be anything less than a person with dignity sends him on a tragic spiral, and how the aftermath of this tragedy impacts his family a decade later.
It's got a few issues. It's really deliberate pace slows down a bit too much in the last half hour, and since we sort of see everything from Johnson's perspective, it has trouble making his motives as clear as everyone else's. Still, it's a powerful story well told and acted, and a really vivid depiction of the Toronto Caribbean community.
