Jim Jarmusch, 1995) A fairytale oat opera that howls in the moonlight, Jim Jarmusch’s most uncompromising feature picks up where Kafka’s Amerika leaves off, with the innocent young hero—a Cleveland accountant named William Blake—hurtling into the mysterious, limitless west. Set in the 1870s and filled with creepy period details, Dead Man equally suggests an imaginary, post-apocalyptic 1970s, the wilderness populated by degenerate hippies and acid-ripped loners. Like The Limits of Control, it was panned when it opened.
Thu., July 2, 6:30 p.m., 2009