I'll never understand films that have a cast of excellent actors and do absolutely nothing with them, hope you like a lot of guitar strumming and a shit load of fade ins and outs because that's all your getting in this 2 hour film. I can barely call it a western, it just has moments of a wild west feel and more boring monotony of camp fire skirmishes and pointless dialogue, does Depp actually realise he's been shot?
Dead man is an interesting and unique spin on western movies. It blends formalist techniques with realism for a nice twist on the genre. The actors all have the same slow and dis-personal line delivery that makes the world seem a little off, which adds to the greater mean in the movie as a whole. The camera work is well done and uses shallow and deep focus very well.
In music supergroups are often failures. Somebody told me that in football too. Here is the proof that film aligns. Jarmusch is a confirmed sommité who can afford to summon up a heap of famed and glorious in his cinema potions, but this is like a vainglorious heraldic show, a veterans parade ringing with past ovations but hollow in itself. From chameleonic roles we've disembarked in a cameo-nic Jacobean Long Gallery.
A indignidade da violência, este vasto espaço além fronteiras por descobrir não são jazidas nem minas, mas os vestígios de uma era antes de nós, a terra de outros seres. Tão expressivo aquele plano de topo do William Blake e do carneiro... pena ser contado às vinhetas, como que interrompe a sensação, apesar de as guitarradas terem sido um bom toque