Tremendous article by Omer M. Mozaffar on one of my favorite movies of all-time, Peter Weir’s Fearless. I will never understand why this movie isn’t more celebrated.

Fresh, green corn stalks. Smoke. The soundtrack of the world is muffled, but getting louder and sharper. Then, silent, suited, dusty Max Klein (Jeff Bridges) appears, slowly walking along, holding a baby. He wanders. When he finally finds open space, he also finds the tail of the plane he was just riding. Having just escaped a plane crash, would you be running, or maybe stumbling? He was walking, slowly.