Still (1971)

For about sixty minutes STILL peers through a New York City street level window watching the storefronts and windows across the way People come and go cars pass by and the spacetime are further articulated by the street sounds which are or are not exactly matched to the activity outside A single tree grows in the sidewalk across the street rich in foliage and somehow the taxi cabs autos and people who cross the street are sometimes solid sometimes transparent this very subtle and perplexing interweave of transparency and opaqueness sends the audience on its way with the feeling they have seen a magician at work But for me there are even greater mysteries and secrets in this beautiful film The basic root mystery of the evocative object the evocative mood which I have been waiting for years to see film come to terms with and which in my opinion STILL does come to terms with in a significant and important manner