This is the second Jarmusch film I'm going to slag off in less than twelve hours. How awesome am I?
This is Jarmusch's first film and, honestly, I think it's more successful than Stranger Than Paradise. Visually, it's a fairly solid movie. For a first time director, he's got a handle on color that I truly envy. To bad there's little substance.
I KNOW! MINIMALIST! But to me, minimalist doesn't translate out to "crap." Because that's what most of this movie is. There's nothing tying this movie together. It's just a dude walking around. At least with Stranger than Paradise, we had a rough shell of a plot and there was some kind of character decision. Our main character doesn't have any kind of back story whatsoever. He's got no needs or no drive. He just talks without really saying much of anything. It's the philosophy of nothing.
There is one moment that I enjoyed. The irony of the whole scene was that if it was in any other movie, I would have criticised it for telling its message through monologue instead of action. But since this movie really didn't feed me anything else, I guess I have to settle for this soliloquy. There's a scene in a movie theater where a guy tells a story of a suicide case playing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." That story was really well written and (even if it was told somewhere else before), I felt it tied our lead character to someone else in a real way. All of the other interactions in this movie are people playing crazy and miserable.
But back to the main character. The titular line reveals that the main character is looking for nothing to do for the rest of his life. But we don't really get an insight into why he's so downtrodden. He works hard to maintain his laziness, but that isn't even the focus of the piece. Hell, I think that's even a great idea to make a movie out of but that isn't the theme of this movie. This movie just...