|04.29.15||Netflix||Still like this quite a bit. I think this was my entree into Jim Jarmusch and still probably one of my favorites of his. I love Robbie Muller's photography paired with Neil Young's spare score and just think the surreal dreamlike nature of the film is perfectly presented. I think there are more fades to black in this movie than any other movie. Each scene is like a vignette disassociated from time. And it's such an odd western. The band of Billy Bob Thornton, Jared Harris and Iggy Pop are so peculiar. And the bald lawmen. And Lance Henrikson stomping the head!? So bizarre and great and unique and interesting. I love the entire cast... really every scene has something to like about it. Johnny Depp's at his most Deppish... and the last twenty minutes or so just unravel in the most beautiful way. Man, so good.|
|01.14.06||Netflix|| I think this is the first Jim Jarmusch movie I ever saw. i remember renting it when it came out on video and being in exactly the right mood to watch it. I watched it with headphones on and was blown away at how the movie can be so meditative and deliberate with its pacing but still hold my interest as closely as it did. Since then I've really only spoken to one person about this movie and he absolutely hated it... so now that i've seen thousands and thousands more movies I figured it was time to watch this again and see how it stands. I still really like it.|
Neil Young's score and the frequent fades to black definitely make this a movie that I can understand people being bored by... but i dunno man, it just puts me in this great semi-conscious place but there's still enough humor and narrative to keep me going along so even watching this completely straight and sober makes me feel altered. I feel like this is my perfect version of a Terrence Malick movie.
And now I completely get why the Indian is named Nobody.