Paterson
Paterson
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Jim JarmuschScenariusz:
Jim JarmuschZdjęcia:
Frederick ElmesObsada:
Adam Driver, Golshifteh Farahani, Nellie, Barry Shabaka Henley, William Jackson Harper, Chasten Harmon, Kara Hayward, Sterling Jerins (więcej)Opisy(1)
Paterson (Adam Driver) jest kierowcą miejskiego autobusu. Niczego mu nie brakuje. Kocha swoją pełną szalonych pomysłów żonę (Golshifteh Farahani), która każdego dnia tworzy nowy plan na przyszłość. Mężczyzna ma czas na swoją pasję (pisanie wierszy), spacery z psem i spotkania z grupą zaprzyjaźnionych ekscentryków. Jest wśród nich przeżywający zawód miłosny kompan od kufla, wyzwolona singielka przesiadująca wieczorami w barze, czy wiecznie narzekający kolega z pracy, który zazdrości Patersonowi pogody ducha. Jednak na skutek zabawnego zbiegu okoliczności stoicki spokój tytułowego bohatera zostaje poddany próbie. (Gutek Film)
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It's kind of everyday poetry. This film flows so pleasantly, there is nothing overdone, there are no deep overwrought emotions (even the unpleasant event in the end is accepted by the main character with stoic calmness) and Paterson's poems, some of which I really liked, float above it all. The whole thing is thrown into a kind of chill-out mode, as Paterson slowly and deliberately recites his poems, the story flows quietly and is very nice to watch. And Adam Driver is a great actor. Great. He’s wasted in the Star Wars circus (even Scorsese has figured that out).
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Paterson is the Jeanne Dielman of post-industrial America. Jarmusch has always been able to get to the essence of the story, whether he is shooting a western (Dead Man) or a vampire love story (Only Lovers Left Alive). In his latest film, he peeled away all of the unnecessary layers of a “slice of life” drama about the life of a working man and shot a film that flows naturally, as the protagonist, form and style are in perfect harmony. Paterson loves the poetry of William Carlos Williams and his ordinary life, giving him the certainty that he will wake up tomorrow morning next to his beloved girlfriend, eat cereal with milk and set off to drive his number 23 bus. Thanks to the fact that he spends most of the day driving on autopilot, he can occasionally switch into poetic mode and come up with a few new verses about, for example, a matchbox. ___ In the same free verses, Paterson reflects the reality around him, as if the whole film were being narrated. This does not involve a series of causally interconnected events, one following the other and leading to a set goal. Variations and contrasts are essential. When Paterson meets a girl after work, it is an unexpected encounter, and we wonder what will come of it. When he wakes up in bed alone, we are interested in knowing where Laura is. Paterson maintains a Zen-like calm, giving the impression of a man from the early 1900s (when people didn’t use mobile telephones and computers) and he has no intention of changing his routine. Conversely, Laura is action-oriented and comes up with something new every day. ___ Some motifs are not developed at all (the kidnapping of a dog, the chess tournament), while Jarmusch focuses on others only for our amusement (the tipped-over mailbox). The result is simply not as important to him as the process of creation, which is captured, in the case of Paterson’s poems, by words gradually appearing on the screen. The search is more important than whether we find something. ___ The visual rhythm, expressed in the two-tone scenery and the dresses that Laura makes, in the repetition of a limited spectrum of shot compositions and editing techniques, and in other instances of doubling (the twins, the similarity between Laura and the heroine of Island of Lost Souls), helps to transform what we see and what is outwardly so ordinary into something poetic and unique, even without the aid of symbols and stylistic ornamentation. The same logic is applied to all human life in the final conversation with the Japanese tourist. ___ You can work as a doctor or drive a bus and still be a poet. All it takes is to not strive for something at all costs, to not chase after something (because then you will just be disappointed that things didn’t turn out the way you had imagined) and accept the stimuli that the world around you has to offer. Then you will begin to discover poetry in the commonplace, the everyday, the obvious. Jarmusch managed to embody this almost Buddhist wisdom in the structure of the film and make it universally comprehensible. In its simplicity, which is reminiscent of Ozu and Bresson, Paterson is an incredibly powerful film whose message is far greater than the sum of what happens in it. 90%
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51st KVIFF - an averagely good indie drama from the ranks of those that prefer atmosphere and colourful characters over plot. Adam Driver is fitting for the role, hopefully he won’t be eaten up by Star Wars. But I don’t see any reason to consider Paterson as an event. Quality average.
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What Jarmusch has given me so far mostly resonated with me some more, yet Paterson, with all due respect to Driver's unique performance, doesn't have. After a few days, all I can recall is the likable hipster pose, which, though I resisted the idea tooth and nail at the sight of happy bearded men in leggings and Converse shoes after leaving the movie theater, is unfortunately just over the edge of being more pop than art.
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Far from real poetry. Nice, predictable and pleasant prose, in which a fan of Jarmusch will read nothing new and refreshing between the lines. Familiar Zen aquarium. I felt good in it, but nothing more, nothing deep... [Cannes 20016] Edit: I got used to Jarmusch's good films resonating with me for many months. There was nothing left of Paterson. No emotion, no scene, no desire to return to Paterson. He has no chance of surviving in Jim's garden of paintings and verses.
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During the premiere, I had the urge to visit the movie theater and alleviate the withdrawal symptoms of my addiction to good films. Paterson seemed like a solid opportunity, given the enthusiastic reviews of others. However, my previous encounter with Jarmusch's vampire lovers ended in significant disappointment, and those who sing odes to Paterson were similarly enthralled by Only Lovers Left Alive. I enjoyed Jarmusch in the 90s when titles like Dead Man or Night on Earth represented a small film festival for me, and I didn't hesitate to visit the movie theater because of them. Since Coffee and Cigarettes, his melancholic poetry, minimalism, and fascination with stereotype and banality began to gnaw at me a bit, and step by step, I began to lose interest. Paterson confirmed to me that our breakup was final. What others find charming, I find tiresome. I honestly can't appreciate the film's mood and Jarmusch no longer has any surprises for me. The only thing left is to see how his 90s works, which I loved so much, will affect me upon repeated viewing. Overall impression: 40%.
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The poetic story of Paterson's Petrarch, or Sometimes the blank page holds the most possibilities. I was really looking forward to Jim Jarmusch's new film and I didn't know much more about it than that the main character drives a bus. I would recommend the same to everyone... But actually, why? It's clear to me that whenever I see Paterson again, I'll enjoy it just as much, even though I'll know what's in store for me. There's a lot of power in all that simplicity. And Jim Jarmusch once again won with it so much that it is simply impossible not to suspect that he chose Adam Driver for the role of the chauffeur mainly on the basis of his surname. "Aha!"
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A pleasant contemplation of things we've all seen somewhere else. Paterson won’t have us walking around the world with more verve and composing poems to everything that flashes in front of us, but seeing each day as unique and worthy of a friendly visit to a restaurant is something Jarmusch reassures us of with every endearing line and quirky human character. Paterson isn't the answer, it's a recommended guide to reading life.... and not a bad one at that.
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Now you will finally see me for what I am! I'm clearly not smart enough to appreciate Paterson. I just don’t find it interesting to watch the day-to-day life of a bus driver with poetic inclinations and his extremely creative wife. I was so supremely bored that I almost nodded off twice, but I fought it until the bitter end. I thought I'd give Jim Jarmusch a call. His next movie could be about me. It would surely be just as boring, maybe even more so, which would certainly kick it up a notch in terms of quality. The bus breaking down sure gave the story a new edge and brought an incredible amount of suspense. Ugh…
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Simply a beautiful film about how nice and how sad it is sometimes to be human. Jim Jarmusch doesn't play on unnecessarily heightened emotions, whether positive or negative, but rather on those that can resonate with us, ones we can experience similarly to the great Adam Driver, whom hopefully we'll see more often in similar roles.
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