West Point is a 'film noir', a story of family and emigration. It's La Cabo da Rocha, Portugal, the western-most point of the European continent. Opposite the USA, it's a metaphor of Ellis Island. It's the street dances and it's the part of what has been forgotten that Alexander and his sister Jeanne must accept in order to break free from the original crime, the feeling of abandonment and the color of wheat.
Muinski, a dealer, lives at night in an old, mysterious project. He's accompanied by Tô, an Asian man who is dying. Tired and lacking clients, Muinski wants to shut down his business and to set up a bookstore. But he starts receiving strange packets containing black powder, an unknown drug... He tries it. One night, he invites a few friends over for a party, at the end of which his life takes a sudden turn. Under the influence of the drug, Muinski commits an irreparable crime. But things aren't as clear-cut as they seem.
Jeanne never looks at the landscape, she feels its change from hour to hour since she was a child. Since she was a little girl, Jeanne prefers girls. Today she is in love with Alice who wants a child. From Marseille to Paris, Berlin, St. Petersburg, Jeanne tells the story of the color of wheat, of women who give themselves and of what is possible at a given moment. A random fiction, the film resonates with slow love, fraternal friendships and painful filiations.
