Jahrzehnte sind seit dem letzen Mal vergangen, als ich diesen Film gesehen habe. Diesmal scheint er an Kraft verloren zu haben und er ist nur mehr ein sehr guter, aber eben nicht mehr exzeptioneller Episodenfim. Rom und Paris bleiben jene Episoden, die mich auch heute noch begeistern können, L.A. und N.Y. wirken enttäuschend und voller Klischees. Helsinki hab ich bei Aki Kaurismäki bedeutend besser gesehen.
Jarmusch can sometimes tell half a story through atmosphere alone, and NOE is one of those. I can call back the *feel* of this movie; it's the flow through the hustle. (So is Tom Waits!) This film establishes itself like a fog, the way a good collection of short stories can leave you with the tone of the writing, rather than any set of specifics. NOE's specifics could've been better but, they were secondary. 3.5
if we allow the impulse, something dawns in the night; the impulse to tell stories, to cry, to scream, to show skin, to pick fights, to drive opposite on one-way streets. it is grace that we are made to face light each morning. god only knows what we would do otherwise.
Jim Jarmusch has always been influenced more by World cinema than the Hollywood machine, and in this film he manages to prove that he can direct in any language and imbue a sense of authenticity in performances set in any country. The film itself serves as a snapshot of the trials and tribulations that are always happening, on any night on earth. It's a simple yet brilliant idea that Jarmusch pulls of extremely well.
This is an extraordinary film that brilliantly shows how different people are around the world and at the same time shows us how truly alike we all are. We all have problems, we all have stories to tell, and first and foremost we are just trying to succeed in this life. Nobody could tell human stories quite like Jim Jarmusch can.
Ancora una volta Jarmusch rimedia ad una trama esile dedicando estrema attenzione ai personaggi ed alla loro caratterizzazione. Eccezion fatta per il primo, piatto da far schifo, i segmenti in cui è diviso il film sono interessanti e ben rappresentativi dei Paesi che ospitanti, specialmente quello finale nella gelida Helsinki. Con una punta di nazionalismo affermo che i "porca madosca" di Benigni sono imbattibili.
I love this movie for it's creation of a world inside a confined space- though the progression of scenes went from feel good (La, NY, some parts of the Rome one) to Dark night of the soul (You'll see what I mean) over the course of the film and leaves you feeling crushed. In any case- one of the most engaging and beautiful film's of Jarmusch's
Seen at a midnight screening in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, and in case that's not obnoxiously hipstery enough, we went to a biergarten beforehand. But the circumstance couldn't be better for this lovely (if hit-and-miss) ode to the strange revelations that come out at night or the brief connections in taxi cabs. The movie was riding high in my mind when the Lyft driver spilled his guts to me on the 3 AM ride home.