Just watched a film by Persian/Iranian film-maker and artist Kiarostami.
Taste of Cherry is a slow meditative picture examining a man in his attempts to solicit help burying himself. He drives around the outskirts of Tehran and the viewer is treated to long shots of the hills and landscape surrounding the city.
The film ends however without revealing whether or not he ever dies. The last sequence is of him laying in the grave staring at the moon as the clouds flicker past.
I highly recommend it. Was great. So unsettling, but beautiful. I can email a link to a large (online archived) file of the film for those who feel like watching it.
Otherwise find more out about Taste of Cherries and the director and his work by clicking the links below.