La forêt oubliée

this movie is not addressing the level of your brain that drives a car and checks your watch while you're watching this film. It's not about some other world either. It's about small town folks who do what they do and make things out of paper and paint and tell stories and walk into the woods, and then ordinarily magical things happen to them, or are done by them, which is the same thing. The French title, translated, is the Forgotten Forest, and it's OK if you feel a little sleepy while you're watching it, since that might help you remember things you've forgotten. It's really quite a beautiful film, and it sees things that take some time to see. It's great in the same way that a slow bow-march on the street is great. It's the film version of a swim protest, except that it doesn't protest at all.