All the films from all the editions, including those subsequently removed, presently totalling 1167. An easy way of seeing how…
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…
"I knew these people. These two people. They were in love with each other. The girl was very young, about 17 or 18, I guess. And the guy was quite a bit older. He was kind of raggedy and wild. And she was very beautiful, you know... And together they turned everything into a kind of adventure. And she liked that. Just an ordinary trip down to the grocery store was full of adventure. They were always laughing at stupid things. He liked to make her laugh, and they didn't much care for anything else because all they wanted to do was be with each other. They were always together...…
Watching Wim Wender's visual lullaby Paris, Texas for the first time, I was reminded how incredible it can be to enter a film knowing very little.
I've been aware of Paris, Texas since Primal Scream sampled a line of dialogue on a favourite song of mine, (I'm Coming Down' from '91's Screamadelica) and with its content, i'd only ever noted the film as being the definitive 'road movie'. That is all the information I carried in with me.
By the end credits I knew, felt even, that i'd just seen something very special. I'd been a passenger to Wim's driver for the duration (2 and half hours), clueless to where the film would go next but absolutely in love with…
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.…
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.
The broad empty landscapes of dusky Southern American seem impossible to fill, such is the scope and size of the land. Yet one man has walked for what seems like forever, a solitary figure burning with quiet determination, pervading everything around him. With the remnants of home laying far behind life can only move on when this journey is at an end.
The mystery that lies underneath this man's sad, deep brown eyes is in no hurry to reveal itself. Four years spent wandering figuratively and literally through the wilderness has left it buried deep inside, its burning coals the only thing to sustain him for so long. Any tears have long been dried out…
my new favorite movie
Paris, Texas is a film about loss, loneliness and reconciliation. A man, missing for four years, wanders out of the dessert and collapses, waking to find himself in a remote hospital in southern Texas. He is retrieved by his brother, and the two set off on a road trip back to L.A., where the brother and his wife have been raising the wanderer's young son. Why did the father disappear? Where is the mother? The opening of Paris, Texas creates creates enough mystery to build a film around, but the film is not about solving the mystery although enough history is revealed to not leave the audience wondering. What this film is really about is how difficult it is to…
Η ιστορία του Travis και της Jane, ο τόνος της φωνής του, η στάση του, το βουβο κλάμα εκείνης και ο μονόλογος της μετά είναι η πιο σκληρή απομυθοποίηση των ανθρωπίνων σχέσεων.
"I just gave up"
Harry Dean Stanton is fantastic, as is the young Hunter Carson. It's quiet and methodically paced, but despite its length never feels like it's wasting time.
Gorgeous visuals, a story that's both heartwarming and heartbreaking, and some amazing performances from Stanton and Kinski.
Wim Wenders' beautiful movie about a man who ran away from everything and walks out of the desert to the tune of Ry Cooder's twangy score to embark on a journey to try and find some sort of redemption. The man, Travis, played perfectly by Harry Dean Stanton, doesn't remember much of his past at first and one of my favorite things about this film is how things are revealed to us as Travis slowly begins to remember. While this isn't exactly an uncommon structure here the emotional investment it inspires is really something else, culminating powerfully in the bittersweet ending. While the film is often quite moody and a tinge of regret and loss permeates throughout it, there are…
I'd been putting off rewatching this ever since I moved to LA because I've been wanting to catch a 35mm showing of it, but I lost my patience. When I have to name a favorite movie, it's this. So silently beautiful, and the colors really kick ass. Major observation on this rewatch was how relatable Travis is, in spite of how difficult and stubborn he is.
What a beautiful, smart, film with great acting.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Que filme lindo e reflexivo. Um roteiro genial. Um filme com uma linguagem universal e muito bem apresentado por Wim Wenders. Personagens fortes com atuações espetaculares. Principalmente nas cenas entre Harry Dean Stanton e Nastassja Kinski. Muito bom mesmo.
Recently, I've become aware that certain films are able to transcend the medium by being completely self-assured in their atmospheres…