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The dead don't die
We are so materially linked to the works of Jim Jarmusch that we expect
each time that he release a masterpiece, because otherwise it's not
good. If we turned into zombies, we would probably go around biting and
saying "Jarmussssch". How do his zombies. They rise and walk, repeating
the things to which they were bound (read slaves) in life. An elderly
homeless who repeats "Chardonay", dead people walking with a mobile
phone in their hands, children attacking a candy store, two zombies who
run around saying "coffeee". Have we already died in life? Materialism,
being obsessed with something to which we give too much importance.
This is one of the messages of the last effort of the brilliant
independent director, who adds an ecological morality citing the
fracking and the climatic changes of the planet (yes Trump, we talk
about your politics) without counting that his undead do not sprinkle
blood but little clouds of ash. A political film, an ecological film.
Returning to the "duties" that we attribute to the director of Akron, I
must say that here he is not in the best shape but his greatest guilt
is that he has inadvertently generated a huge hype.
Great expectations due to a theme dear to the audience (the zombies I
say) and above all to a great cast: Bill Murray, Adam Driver, Steve
Buscemi, Tom Waits, Tilda Swinton, Chloë Sevigny, Selena Gomez,
RZA, Danny Glover and the great Iggy Pop. Expectations partly
disregarded, as mentioned, but we are still in a job that is 100% in
Jarmusch style.
Slow rhythm, those dialogues lost between silences and embarrassments
and that very subtle irony in the service of a surreal and absurd plot,
with a rather important message.
Centerville, a town with 738 inhabitants, is the usual sleepy suburb of
the province, where the police deal with theft of a chicken, of which
the biggest suspect is Bob, a hermit who lives in the woods and is
played by the excellent Tom Waits, which also is, a little, the
storyteller.
But the world is on the verge of catastrophe. Fracking has created
jobs, but it has also changed the earth's axis and the planet's speed
of rotation. And probably these changes allow the dead to come out of
their graves. The first attack the local bar shouting "coffeee", there
are two of them, and they have the almost decomposed faces of Sara
Driver and the legendary Iggy Pop, in a hilarious cameo.
To face the invasion we find a series of characters that represent the
whole society. The three Centerville policemen, played by an excellent
Adam Driver, who repeats that "everything will end badly" and that goes
around with the key ring of "Star Wars", from a frightened Chloë
Sevigny and always funny (but he too not in top shape) Bill Murray. The
racist of the country is certainly not lacking and Steve Buscemi
succeeds in creating a good character proud of his creed and his
baseball cap with the writing "Make America White Again" (whose
reference is useless to underline). And again, the owner of the local
hardware store, played by Danny Glover and the nerd on duty that
everyone calls Frodo, Bilbo or Harry Potter and whose name is Bobby
Wiggins, played by the good Caleb Landry Jones. Cannon fodder mandatory
in all zombie movies, here is a parody of horror, and is composed of a
group of three guys, including Selena Gomez, who end up in Centerville
in a car that “does a lot Romero "(They tell to them)
But the most strange and absurd character, more Jarmusch style, is that
interpreted by the excellent Tilda Swinton, who here plays the role of
a undertaker who seems to come out a bit from "Kill Bill" and a bit
from a sci-fi. A disturbing and mysterious character.
The story, however, at a certain point suffers from a decline in ideas
and even leads to a moment of meta-cinema, of which I honestly did not
understand the usefulness and anticipates another truly absurd moment.
A couple of minutes that in my very humble opinion I would cancel but
apart from that, Tom Waits takes everything back and brings us to the
only possible ending, a final, perhaps not original, but which closes
well the story.
Although I remember better cinematography in Jarmusch's movies, as
always the director on a technical level is impeccable. But there was
no doubt about this.