Ever seen the 1995 movie Smoke, starring Harvey Keitel and William Hurt? This is one of those quiet movies that doesn't generate a lot of buzz, but sticks in the memory of everyone who has ever seen it.
I won't spoil it for you if I let you in on the hook. Harvey Keitel portrays the owner of a Brooklyn cigar shop. Every morning as he opens the shop, he pulls out his tripod and camera, and photographs the scene outside his storefront. This was pre-digital remember.
The photograph albums he keeps of each morning's shot plays a pivitol role later in the film. Outside one little corner where nothing much happens, a great deal happens.
In memory of a great film, here is my view.