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
Actually, this is the first time I watched a movie from director Jim Jarmusch. I kinda like his directorial style. In DEAD MAN, he turned western genre into something unique, bizzare, & sometimes surreal. It isn't just merely a western, it's also a spiritual movie. I think Mr. Jim Jarmusch has a strange taste of humor. William Blake is so Johnny Depp and can acted easily. Robby Müller's cinematography is astounding!