This is a treat. If you're feeling stressed and "Silent Sky" is showing at your local big screen, do yourself a favor and see it. In fact, bribe your significant other with a good dinner and have her/him sit in the theater seat behind you and massage your shoulders. Oh yes, you deserve it!

No narration, just relaxing music and a free floating glider riding the waves of wind. Independent, featherweight, no goal, no mission, just an inviting serendipitous sky beckoning frolic, play and breathtaking vistas.

Within the first five minutes, my worries began to melt, floating out over bubbling sea, waving trees, lush mountains, I couldn't help but wonder why we as a race of humans keep failing ourselves into that messy business of war? There is so much beauty around us.

There is one breech of vocal silence; at the end, a poem, "I have done a hundred things you haven't even imagined." It's not a bad poem, but hardly necessary.

Interestingly enough, in the more famous film "To Fly (1976)" the balloonist promises to "head into the silent sky" -- perhaps "Silent Sky's" namesake or even impetus?

Either way, I screened this 1977 film in 2003 for the first time. What a pleasure -- the long juicy cuts, the pure joy of play. Seems to me they had the right idea back then. Rather than utilizing the big screen as a way of displaying information -- these people dreamt upon it.