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Improvised dances emerge in response to the rhythm, colors, and temperatures of the newly subtropical waterways of South Brooklyn and the Rockaway Peninsula. The rapture - dolphins breaching in the Gowanus Canal - and horror - six-foot-wide whirlpools flooding the same neighborhood - serve as non-fiction mythology, shaking the prospect of building a future in a place surrounded by water.  Broadchannel is highly felt in its low-fi-ism. Pink floodlights, tonal noise-music, and erratic theatrics diffuse the ecstatic morbidity of rising temperatures and tides.

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