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Conveys a sense of calm acceptance, a type of wisdom and a believable alternative to enlightenment.
Beautiful documentary about great actor Harry Dean Stanton. Very insightful and intimate.
Apesar de ser um dos poucos ícones que restam de uma América que ainda representava qualquer coisa, Harry Dean Stanton insiste em ser um símbolo do nada neste documentário que lhe é inteiramente dedicado. Mas o nada de Harry Dean Stanton é o vazio perfeito para ser preenchido por um homem-paisagem que precisava só mesmo de ser e aparecer para marcar os mais de 200 filmes em que participou. Quem vem a "Partly Fiction" não ficará a saber muito mais sobre o homem, mas terá direito a descobrir que Stanton é um grande intérprete de velhas canções folk, e isso já é bastante.
Excellent Documentary about Ky-born Harry Dean Stanton. Highly recommended!
This is a nice picture. It's like spending time with an old friend that you are completely comfortable with. Makes you want to know more and see more.
A legend is heralded in his later life in true legendary fashion. There is nothing very much like Harry Dean in this world. He just is. And I for one am very delighted for that.
Painfully slow-moving, but with some interesting insights into a very interesting and iconic film actor. But he deserved a better film.
I admire the guy's tenacity. The man just does not quit, like a Hollywood tortoise. The movie is ok, of interest.
Impressionistic pastiche of the career of cult character actor Harry Dean Stanton (PARIS, TEXAS; REPO MAN), with terse interviews, conversations with collaborators like David Lynch and Kris Kristofferson, film clips, and lots of folksinging from Stanton (whose voice is just OK). Stanton cultivates a mystical persona and prefers to give vague, Zen-like answers to questions, so the film struggles mightily to build a portrait of the real man behind the image. The ratio of insight to folk songs is unfavorable.
A contemplative look into the idiosyncratic psyche of the hero of "Paris, Texas". Thoroughly enjoyable impressionistic glimpses of the fragilest of men who could withstand a tsunami, and 250 films. Harry Dean's life was the art as he laments his life as a threnody or rather celebration through song just as Burrough's was the canvas; similarities? In conversation with David Lynch, Stanton elucidates a haunting Post Structualist and all-round Stantonian view of himself - DL: "How would you describe yourself". HDS: "There is no self". DL: "How would you liked to be remembered". HDS: "It doesn't matter". DL: "What were your dreams as a child". HDS: "Nightmares".