Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter… and Spring is a movie that doesn’t rush to get to where it’s going: A Buddhist monk and his young apprentice live alone on a houseboat in the middle of a lake surrounded by hills and forest. They sweep the floor, they read, they meditate, they row a boat to shore where they pick wild herbs for making soups and teas. Then one day someone drops by looking for spiritual guidance and things begin to change. I’m not sure if the story makes any kind of sense, especially from a Buddhist perspective, but it’s still a nice place to visit. From beginning to end, there might be 5 minutes of dialogue. It’s pure cinema. I love it.