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Film Description
One of Jarmusch's most pleasing, accessible pictures, and also a winner of the 2005 Grand Prix at Cannes. Bill Murray plays a man overflowing with wealth but void of emotion. On the day that his most recent girlfriend has given up on him, he learns, through an anonymous letter, that he might be the father of a 19-year-old boy. Spurned into action by his wannabe private eye neighbour, he sets off on a personal journey to visit the former partners who may or may not have mothered his child. A wry, bittersweet portrait of a man who is drifting aimlessly through life.
Dumped by his latest flame, permanently tracksuited lothario Don Johnston (Bill Murray) sits, slumped, all alone in the dead centre of his lifeless apartment. The rose... more >
Dumped by his latest flame, permanently tracksuited lothario Don Johnston (Bill Murray) sits, slumped, all alone in the dead centre of his lifeless apartment. The roses have wilted in the front room; the fizz has gone out of his champagne. As Don's tenacious Ethiopian neighbour Winston puts it during a visit, "It seems kinda lonely in here".
But then comes an anonymous note, apparently from one of Don's former lovers, informing him he might be the father of a now-teenaged son. It's enough to get him off the sofa and back into circulation, principally among those who might be the mother.
This is the first Jarmusch film that's about something rather than simply surfing a particular vibe. It would appear the director has come around to the perils of getting older, and what it means to be a man over a certain age in the world as it stands. He's dropped his usual deadpan in favour of a kindly - and very human - befuddlement; it's no surprise this is his most popular film in years. It's a Zen crowd-pleaser, a laid-back ode to experience that's austere, truthful and very funny. < less
