I love slow films for the very good reason that they stay with you, whether they're films about happy chaps (which is hardly ever the case) or whether they're brutal encounters with disturbing histories. The fact that they are slow gives your brain ample opportunities to record the film in detail. If a film is, on top of that, also beautifully shot, it leaves an even stronger impression. This is the case with Félix Dufour-Laperrière's beautiful Transatlantique (2014).
What would you expect from a film which is set exclusively on a . . .