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Behold, a 120+ year old rhododendron

mother : are you all right? me :  

Trafic (1971)

“The aptly titled Trafic opens with footage taken of an auto assembly line and ends with acres and acres of stalled vehicles. In between, the film recounts the story of an ill-fated journey to bring the model ‘camping car’ from France to Amsterdam, a trip beset with breakdowns and mishaps—even the car, being transported inside a truck, has an accident! In the final sequence, the windshield wipers of the hundreds of stalled cars take over the aesthetic task of rhythmic synchronized movement at the point when driving and parking have become, in the final analysis, virtually indistinguishable. The traffic jam emerges as Tati’s most effective figure for conveying how cumbersome any movement has become in a new environment that demands that absolutely everyone comply with higher levels of speed and mobility.”

Yoyo - Pierre Étaix (1965)