Nothing is everything. Everything is nothing. Last night, I finally saw Old Joy, the Kelly Reichardt film starring Daniel London and genius songwriter Will Oldham. I don't even know where to begin, because this movie was one of the most perfect things I have ever seen. Like a Japanese ink brush painting, the Oregon cascades play a central role in the film. Reichardt weaves London and Oldham into the deep woods with angles that suggest the trees and mountains are as important as the men, if not more so. The story is essentially a classic American road flick about two estranged friends who go hiking in the woods for a weekend. While I could go on about the subtle tensions that percolate between them, that doesn't seem to be Reichardt's intent. Rather, she created a Zen piece of art that does nothing but give us the experience of, well, two men hiking in the woods. By revealing absolutely nothing, Reichardt reveals everything. Completely breathtaking. I'll write more about it in a future issue, but mark your calendar because it will be at the Northwest Film Forum, January 5-18.