It's rare that we see a completely novel, thought-provoking piece of media in the ski world. In fact, most ski films are the opposite of thought-provoking, unless you count "Damn, that was a big cliff" as an insightful thought. The closest many flicks get to "deep" is an ironic or unintentionally-ironic nature shot paired with a voiceover quote about the "call of the mountains" or the "importance of protecting our environment" or "how humbling it is to be so small in such a huge landscape." And that's fine, but hard to call original.
The Kook, which follows a (fictional) former professional skier who can't let go of his dreams, is different. It's not going to beat you over the head with traditionally rad skiing, and the main character isn't exactly relatable. However, it does bring up some interesting questions not normally covered in professional snowsports: How do we deal with failure and rejection? What can we do when our dreams are revealed as entirely out of reach? Move on, or dig our heels in and keep pushing?
Maybe we're reading too much into what is an undeniably comic piece, but maybe not. We know one thing for sure, though: That dude can shred some grass.