A film that sticks with you is a rare thing, like Tarkovsky’s “Stalker” – the long, unsteady shots become a meditation on what we’re chasing. I still find myself thinking about the way it uses silence, like a ghost that refuses to fade. If you’re after something a bit more under the radar, “The Vanishing” from 1988, the Dutch–French collaboration, pulls you into a psychological dread that lingers far beyond the credits. That’s the kind of cinema that makes your brain itch for answers long after the lights come back on.