How do we know that the images of filmmaker Carlos Reygadas a slowly awakening dawn, a married farmer kissing the woman he loves are reverently artful? Because Reygadas holds them for what feels like eternity. He creates a meditation that drifts into torpor. Set in a Mennonite community in Mexico, Silent Light, a glacial tale of adultery, features a "miraculous" climax it mingles the living and the dead ripped off from Carl Dreyer's Ordet (1955), one of the great religious films. The stab at sublimity-by-proxy doesn't take. C

