From today's New York Times:
This is a film about watching the person you love while they sleep. When the eyes are closed, the “windows to the soul” are shuttered. There is no self-consciousness; in fact, consciousness is by definition absent. There is a surrender of the body to gravity and blankets and pillows that creates a kind of intimate landscape. The only visual evidence of life is breathing. It is the finest of motions; a slow rising and sinking. It’s the the primordial rhythm of life.
To see the movie, click here. Go ahead, it's only 1.55 min.