Early on in Garrett Bradley’s stunning documentary
Time, Sibil Fox Richardson is driving in the car with her young sons. One of them, Remington, is holding the camera as his mother drives. The frame is shaky at first, whirling around for a second before it settles on the trees as they fly by the highway side. “Well, Dad, this is the fall season,” Remington says. He pans out the passenger window toward a cul-de-sac of fancy houses. Suddenly his face fills the frame, softly smiling as he films himself up close. “So, Pops, this is me. This is myself. Back to you.”