Only Michelangelo Antonioni can make nothingness fill the screen and the hours.  Most of his films are simply great spaces of runtime dedicated to a wandering camera that does not focus or fixate on any one point. And recently, he's left us.
Fortunately he didn't leave us with nothing, but rather a body of work dedicated to the contemplation of emptiness and the elusive definition of self and place.
In his honor, I present the ad for the original run of Zabriskie Point. 
Zabriskie Point isn't a great film, or maybe it is. But it is beautiful and haunting in its 110 or so minutes than most films hope to be when they fill themselves with noise and nonsense.  I first heard about it by reading Michael Medved's book of "Golden Turkeys"- the book that christened Plan 9 From Outer Space as the worst movie of all time (though surely, that title has been usurped many times over- thank you Mr. Bay).  It sounded utterly mad.  I would have sought it out, but it  has scarcely been available (in the US it was released on VHS in the 1980s in pan-and-scan, and in Japan  in widescreen on laser disc) and is an oft requested title of Warner Home Entertainment when they hold chats. It has never been available in WS in the US.  I drove to Los Angeles to see it as it was meant to be seen, at the Egyptian Theatre in Hollywood. I'm unaware of any screenings since.
Maybe it was the time (1970), but I never imagined ZP would play at a first-run venue like the Cinerama. It's far to ambiguous to play at a first run house, much less such a magnificent venue like the Cinerama.
With any luck, ZP will make it to DVD and an HD-DVD format in the near future, until then, satisfy the Antonioni craving by catching The Passenger or Blow-Up on DVD.

San Diego Union A-9. Wednesday 25 March 1970.