It's a rare film that can boast a cast of thousands, none of whom can speak or act. But this everyday chronicle of life, sex and death can do just that.
It follows a day in the life of a French meadow: a thistle bursting into flower; a bee hovering over a clutch of poppies; an ant tickling aphids who produce a drink in return. Though a film of exquisite beauty, there is a sense that it might have been more.
Nevertheless, even with its sparcity of incidental music (long periods pass in relative silence) rarely have so many remarkable and eminently watchable scenes been crammed into just 73 minutes.