Film

Only Lovers Left Alive

Name: Only Lovers Left Alive
Genre: Drama, Romance, Fantasy
Released: 2013
Cast: Tilda Swinton, Tom Hiddleston, Anton Yelchin, Mia Wasikowska, Jeffrey Wright

Jim Jarmusch trades fangs and jump scares for centuries of boredom, vinyl, and drift. Adam and Eve are ancient lovers holed up in Detroit and Tangier, more exhausted by eternity than menaced by mortals. It's slow, gorgeous, drily funny — a hangout movie for the undead, closer to mood piece than horror. For people who want atmosphere over plot and don't mind watching beautiful people be tired together.

TMDb rating

7.2

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