Most ski films aim for energy — lots of energy. From hucking of cliffs to splashing pristine pow, the legacy of these short edits is to amp up viewers to shred their own gnar. Occasionally, though, a ski edit might follow their subject through tragedy, sadness, or a painful event.

But rare is the film that lies somewhere in the middle. It’s not melancholy, it’s not merry — it’s somewhere … middle. That’s exactly where pro skier Amie Engerbretson finds herself in Blue Hour, a short film that’s equal parts inspiration and reflection.

Whatever else you expect in a ski film, Blue Hour lands somewhere in between it all.