The Lumière brothers pointed a camera at a train in 1895, and the audience ran from their seats. Not because the train was real, but because the story was. Because something in the human animal recognized, in that flickering light, the possibility of shared experience at a scale that had never existed before. In 1995, the Cannes Film Festival marked 100 years since that moment. And for reasons I still don’t entirely understand, they made room on that anniversary for a 20-minute film by a 27-