Samuele a 12 ans et vit sur une île au milieu de la mer. Il va à l'école, adore tirer et chasser avec sa fronde. Il aime les jeux terrestres, même si tout autour de lui parle de la mer et des hommes, des femmes, des enfants qui tentent de la traverser pour rejoindre son île. Car il n'est pas sur une île comme les autres. Cette île s'appelle Lampedusa et c'est une frontière hautement symbolique de l'Europe, traversée ces 20 dernières années par des milliers de migrants en quête de liberté.

Samuele is twelve and lives on an island in the Mediterranean, far away from the mainland. Like all boys of his age he does not always enjoy going to school. He would much rather climb the rocks by the shore, play with his slingshot or mooch about the port. But his home is not like other islands. For years, it has been the destination of men, women and children trying to make the crossing from Africa in boats that are far too small and decrepit. The island is Lampedusa which has become a metaphor for the flight of refugees to Europe, the hopes, hardship and fate of hundreds of thousands of emigrants. These people long for peace, freedom and happiness and yet so often only their dead bodies are pulled out of the water. Thus, every day the inhabitants of Lampedusa are bearing witness to the greatest humanitarian tragedy of our times.
Gianfranco Rosi’s observations of everyday life bring us closer to this place that is as real as it is symbolic, and to the emotional world of some of its inhabitants who are exposed to a permanent state of emergency. At the same time his film, which is commentary-free, describes how, even in the smallest of places, two worlds barely touch.