88 Minutes of Goats Bleating

“His film has no distinctly audible dialogue so doesn’t need subtitles, and he doesn’t move his camera during the first half-hour. There is no music, just the sound of bells, of the wind in the trees, of the bleating of goats.”
 — Would you like to see a movie tonight?

Le Quattro Volte is playing at MoMA at seven. Fair warning: you could perhaps achieve the same qualities of stillness and reverence by staring at your bedroom wall. It’s only 88 minutes long — but my God, thirty minutes of unmoving camera! (Also, the title is not to be confused with the delicious four-cheese pizza. I’m hungry.)