I greatly appreciate the accessibility of the Tribeca Film Festival's virtual programming, but there's one film in particular that I'd have preferred to see on a big screen rather than on my laptop: Into the Cold: A Journey of the Soul. Like other sport/nature/travelogue documentaries taking us into remote landscapes, such as Touching the Voidand Encounters at the End of the World, you just want to see those epic vistas as large as possible, hopefully to engulf your vision and let you pretend you're right there with the explorers and filmmakers, even if there's no way you could possibly comprehend how much warmer you are than the people on screen.

Sebastian Copeland, best known for his photography books on Antarctica, traveled to the North Pole last year for the centennial of Robert Peary's first-ever expedition to the top of the world. He was joined by one other person, adventurer Keith Heger, and the two took turns with a camera, documenting the treacherous journey for what resulted in this film. Copeland's goal, other than to achieve something few humans would dare, was to take more photos of icy expanses so that you and I might fall in love with the Arctic region. Because, as he says at the beginning of the film, "we will not save what we do not love."