A colossus on the world cinema stage, it would be safe to say that the reputation of Hungarian master Béla Tarr precedes him. With a rigorous style defined by languorously elaborate, black-and-white tracking shots, his films drift through godforsaken wastelands forever on the brink of one apocalypse or another. While there may be no escaping Tarr’s preoccupations with the drudgery of...