Well,
what can I say about *Only Lovers Left Alive*? It certainly had its
poetic moments & Jim Jarmusch gets brownie points from me for those
exquisite night time drive through scenes of the extremely deserted city
of Detroit & its old industrial buildings. Double brownie points
for that scene at the end of the film when Tilda Swinton (Eve) and Tom
Hiddleston (Adam) come across a bar in Tangier and
listen to the amazing voice of Yasmine Hamdan who is as sexy as hell
singing in Islamic tones. Other than that, the characters were primarily
passionless, detached and utterly cool (in a distancing kind of way),
but I imagine that this is what Jarmusch intended for if you've been a
vampire, seen it all & been around for over four centuries then not
much would get you fired up, except those regular doses of Zombie blood ~ Zombies are what the Vampires call humans.
I suspect that the film was actually a commentary about drug
addiction, sexuality, blood contamination or AIDS. 3.5 stars for me, but
only because I thought the music held the whole thing together.
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