Film

Night on Earth

Name: Night on Earth
Genre: Comedy, Drama
Released: 1991
Cast: Winona Ryder, Gena Rowlands, Giancarlo Esposito, Armin Mueller-Stahl, Rosie Perez

Jim Jarmusch's nocturnal anthology follows five taxi rides unfolding at once in Los Angeles, New York, Paris, Rome and Helsinki, each a hushed two-hander between driver and passenger. Nothing much happens by design - it's mood, accent, and deadpan comic rhythm over plot. Best suited to patient viewers who love overheard conversation more than incident, and want five very different flavours of loneliness and connection.

TMDb rating

7.5

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Mystery Train1989

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Stranger Than Paradise1984

The film that invented Jarmusch's deadpan drift - three drifters, long silences, a road trip that goes almost nowhere and somehow says everything. Essential if you want the source code.

But Threadbare and slow by design; some will find its stillness more numbing than charming.

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Collateral2004

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But All adrenaline where Night on Earth is all patience; anyone drawn to the original's gentleness may find this bruising.

Paris Je T'aime2006

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But Wildly uneven quality between segments is the price of so many cooks; some shorts land, others evaporate.

Short Cuts1993

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Nashville1975

The grandfather of American ensemble cinema - two dozen characters converging on a city over five days, overlapping dialogue, wry political undertow. Watch it for the invention of the trick.

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Slacker1990

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But No characters carry through, no destination, no arc; even more resistant to conventional viewing than Night on Earth.

Dead Man Walking1995

Jarmusch again, this time inside a deadpan acid-western - same dry humor and outsider tenderness, transplanted into gunslingers and ghosts instead of cabbies.

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Taxicab Confessions1995no page yet

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Taxi Blues1990no page yet

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