Derek is 41 years old. His girlfriend has just left town. His father, a DJ at the local classic rock station, is about to go to court. His rec hockey team is up in arms about a TV reporter’s attempts to glorify their weekly games. And Derek’s body seems to be giving up on him little by little.
When Derek’s half-brother makes a rare trip home, the visit stirs up nagging questions about their parents’ early days. Derek is driven to re-examine what it means to make commitments that may or may not bring real happiness.
You Could Believe in Nothing portrays a group of men who have grown up after the decline of whatever might have been the real Newfoundland, Derek and his teammates occupy urban, mostly wayward lives. But they know who they are.
Set into a wet spring in St. John’s, its rinks, streets, and landmarks, and the sunken map of old haunts, You Could Believe in Nothing is a biting, often hilarious study in familiarity, underlining how little we sometimes know about the people and places we know best, including ourselves.