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The movie is steeped in a world-weariness that flatters a certain kind of know-it-all. Swinton and Hiddleston, looking like twins, take disaffection to the moon. Not since Weekend at Bernie's have two actors done more to promote the cause of corpses.
This is a movie about the transcendent bond between partners who can communicate without speaking a word, so it's only fitting that the gorgeous cinematography perfectly captures the movie's emotional depths.
It helps to have performers as radiant and watchable as Swinton and Hiddleston in the leads, but it's Jarmusch's direction and his smart screenplay that make Only Lovers Left Alive such a treat for mature audiences.
What's more, the vampire conceit, while superficially silly, has the salutary effect of throwing human mortality into stark relief, creating a carpe diem sensation without actually...[ END HERE ]..[ END HERE ]saying anything so bana
If you can groove with Jarmusch's patient, philosophical indulgences and the wooden exteriors of his characters' lives, the movie rewards with a savvy emotional payoff about moving forward even when the motivation to do so has gone.
I can't even think where to start in trying to cut him some slack on "Only Lovers Left Alive," which is a priggish film full of in-group references that will provide a-ha moments for those in the know.
A smidge more commercial than Jarmusch's meandering previous effort, "The Limits of Control." But it still feels like an in-joke intended only for select acolytes, who will probably love it with an undying passion.