Every film from Roger Ebert's "Great Movies" essays.
A place for dreams. A place for heartbreak. A place to pick up the pieces.
A man wanders out of the desert not knowing who he is. His brother finds him, and helps to pull his memory back of the life he led before he walked out on his family and disappeared four years earlier.
"And the LORD spake unto Moses and Aaron, Because ye believed me not, to sanctify me in the eyes of the children of Israel, therefore ye shall not bring this congregation into the land which I have given them."
Thus, did Moses wander the desert for 40 years. And though he was allowed to see the promised land, he was not able to enter it. His only solace was leading others to it, that they might enter and lead a better life than him.
Wenders and Stanton wiped me out with this one. Hopefully I'll one day flesh out the correlations implied above, but for now, the possibility that Wenders has so masterfully woven analogies to the Torah in…
A man, so defeated by heartbreak, wanders the desert for four years in an attempt to...
...to what? Find the words? Forget? Escape? We all have felt like this before. Something so overwhelmingly difficult presents itself to us and all we want to do is run away. Just leave. Forget everything and everyone and just fucking walk away. I cannot tell you how many times I've wanted to drop my entire life and go live in the woods. I've been on the verge of destroying my computer and TV and bed and shoes and clothes and simply walking out of town into the wilderness, away from the stifling confines of civilization and its concrete jungles. I want a natural jungle.…
Wim Wenders Paris, Texas is the closes I seen to a perfect film (I needed to put that out there).
In a time of fast cuts, is good to see Wim Wender taking his time and allowing the film to breath giving weight to every scene.
The cinematography is exquisite, I could pause any scene and hang it on my wall, the use of color gives the film a life of it's own.
Paris, Texas is a haunting film of endless melancholia and redemption, a film that will stay with you for a long time.
The Good: Flat-out stunning cinematography by Robby Müller. All those landscapes and vibrant colors... Wow. This is definitely one of the most gorgeous-looking films ever made. Incredible performances from Harry Dean Stanton, Nastassja Kinski, and Hunter Carson. Haunting slide guitar score by Ry Cooder. Masterful direction by Wim Wenders. Excellent writing by Sam Shepard and L.M. Kit Carson. Perfect pacing. The peep booth scenes. And that monologue... Fuck, it's like a sledgehammer to the heart. Top it off with a bittersweet ending and I'm left in pieces, completely awestruck.
The Bad: Nothing major. Acting is a little iffy at spots during the first half, most notably Aurore Clément's.
The Bottom Line: Heartbreak has never been more beautiful. If you have yet to see this cinematic masterpiece, you're missing out, big time. Paris, Texas is one of those films that will forever be imprinted in your heart and mind. Essential viewing.
In Paris, Texas Shepard/Wenders portray a country in which human relationships and emotions are lost and modernity in shape of endless roads, gigantic bridges, sky scrapers and highways have emptied people of their feelings, the loneliness and depression of modern men and women are the souvenirs of the modern industrial world, the buildings and cars are representing a cold and cruel world in which values such as love and family are no longer available. The depression and anxiety of individuals have made a society which seems to be on the verge of nervous breakdown, a society in which people have problems relating with each other, love turns into jealousy and anger and results in the final downfall of human soul,…
I haven't cried this much during a movie since the time I watched Ikiru. This thing had me sobbing. Like full on sobbing. Like whimper and wrap my arms around my knees kind of sobbing. That kind.
Paris, Texas is an anomalous little film from Wim Wenders about this dude Travis who comes wandering out of the Texan desert after four years of running from the world. That might sound like a bit of a dull setup, but trust me when I say it's anything but.
Carl Jung once said that loneliness isn't not having people around you; it's being unable to communicate the things that you feel are vitally important to you. I know this is true more than…
Probably the best Spielbergian family drama I've seen as well as a great road movie. Wenders shows America in primary colors as a series of endless roads. Could see how it'd seem a bit hokey, but it got me.
everybody knows i loves me some nastassja kinski, but sadly, even she couldn't save this one for me. I know, I know, everybody raves about it. it's got an 8.1 on imdb and 4.2 on rotten tomatoes, so clearly it has a lot going for it, but I just couldn't get into the mood of this film. it was annoying to me that midway through, we completely drop two of the main characters, never to be seen again. its like two movies spliced together without an intermission. while I can respect and admire the performances given in the final pivotal scene between kinski and Stanton, it just didn't carry any weight for me. by that point I just wanted them…
As long and slow as this film seems most of the time, it kept me entranced the whole way through. The colour, the settings, the characters, the relationships, everything about it fits together so well.
Surprisingly, I felt very little after the first excellent half an hour. Maybe some other time. Or perhaps child characters just never work for me.
Simply put, beautiful.
Breathtakingly gorgeous and heartbreaking. That shot where Harry Dean Stanton's face is reflected over Nastassja Kinski's, god damn.
I don't even know what to say about this film right now. What could I possibly say that hasn't been articulated by someone else far more eloquent than me already?
I'll just say this: I think that the word "perfect" is used to describe films too often. It should be reserved for films like Paris, Texas.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
One of all time great American movies.
Just beautiful, from first frame to last.
How the hell did Harry Dean Stanton not win an Oscar for this?
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