Jim Jarmusch
Death don t die

Death awaits you. Here it is finally, the new apocalyptic comedy released from the green grass of the cemetery, in slow motion as Jarmush has always loved to tell his stories, placing his photographs here and there. The story struggles to take off, but then as a whole, it settles and leaves a mark on the hippocampus—assuming we have one. This time, the shifting of the polar cap changes the axis of rotation of our terrestrial spinning top, leading to a series of bizarre phenomena until the awakening of the aforementioned underground subjects. In this village located in an America of nowhere, characters with stereotyped personalities give life to this collage where the director's catastrophic vision enjoys depicting the current human fauna just like the living dead to whom you have to "kill the head." At times, the photography and scenic frames, with that echoy slide guitar, already used in Dead Man of course, render the esoteric cine-image effect very powerful. A great Tom Waits is probably the human subject who made the best choice. A film that leaves no escape for this beautiful humanity that can no longer live and so cannibalizes itself and never dies.