The most stirring film I’ve seen in a very long time popped up out of nowhere a few days ago.

It’s 3 1/2 minutes long, has no plot or dialogue, and was shot on the cheap on Super 8 film, a favored medium for home movies until videotape and digital photography came along. The first time I saw it I wept uncontrollably, then found that for many others the floodgates had opened too. The title is “New York New York,” as in the Frank Sinatra anthem that serves as its soundtrack, and the director was Spike Lee, who dropped his little…

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