Michelangelo Frammartino's film "Le Quattro Volte" - opened this week at Film Forum - is a wonder. Scriptless but not unscripted, few of its main characters are human, but all are somehow deeply if not intimately connected, participating in the mystery of living and dying. Nothing as drab as rural lives "close to nature" is being explored here, nor anything as precious as "the cycles of nature" (herds of urban cinephiles delighting in the spectacle of herds of Calabrian goats!) What I mean: it's also a religious movie. Not at the expense of these other concerns, but involved in them in a deep deep way. I was reminded of Mary Douglas' understanding of Christianity as a composting religion. 
