A log cabin deep in the forest outside a remote village is home to two eccentric, crazed, an untamed individuals: old man Courge (the name means idiot or dope and also gourd or squash) and his son. Antisocial in the wake of tragedies that occurred long ago, the father reads prophecies in the stars, is distraught at the prospect of death, and takes cruel revenge on his own son over his fate. The son meanwhile sees apparitions of the dead, bathed in a bluish aura. Surviving with great effort on fishing and hunting and gathering, the two men stagnate in their self-sufficiency, threatened with neurosis, and lacking everything, until their psychological cohesion is endangered, until they seek in blood the secret behind their emotional conditions. Le Jour des corneilles or the dangers of seeing the heart as quite literally the seat of emotions…