A father and his son walk through the burned out and desolate landscape of North America. Nothing stirs in the ravaged landscape except ashes in the wind. It is cold enough to crack stones and growing colder by the day. The sky is dark and when the snow falls it is tainted gray with soot.
The father and son are heading to the coast, although they don’t know what, if anything, will await them there. They carry nothing except a few meager possessions to aid them on their journey as they scavenge for food and hide from lawless bands of cannibals that stalk the road searching for prey.
It is a dark and gritty film that echoes the dismal outlook of modern society: feeding upon itself, consuming without thought, in an unsustainable manner, living one day at a time in the wake of industrialization.
Yet in the midst of all the horror around them, father and son cling to each other as society collapses and the world slowly dies. They never give up hope, always carrying the fire of mankind with them, even if they are the only ones left doing so.