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…
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…
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.
Forgot that I was sitting in a cinema chair in Paris.
Laughed & cried.
Still haunted by this unbelievably believable couple.
One of my all time favourites, which features a brilliant performance from The Man. The Legend. The HDS. Stanton aside, there is great support from Kinski , Stockwell and the little kid. Unfortunately, the actress playing Stockwell's Wife is terrible, but the rest of the movie more than makes up for that.
The atmosphere. The scenes of sprawling desert. Ry Cooder's haunting score. Plus, something many movies overlook. A really well written script.
A very special beast of a film.
There was one scene in this film which had me completely transfixed and I forgot to move my limbs for fifteen minutes. I could no longer feel my arms or my legs and I had to jump up and down once the credits began to roll to get my blood pumping again.
Paris, Texas has this hypnotic quality to it and you find yourself totally mesmerised by the images on screen. It is an utterly fantastic experience and I loved every minute of it.
I ache for these characters. This is the second time I've seen Paris, Texas, and I am again reminded of the emotional power cinema can have over me. Some will complain it's slow. Let them.
The film's climax in the gentlemen's club could honestly be re-purposed into a wonderful little short film, but because Wim Wenders builds to this moment with long and quiet scenes of familial gatherings, the impact is made to be even more impactful than you can imagine.
When Travis and the rest of his family watch the Super 8 footage of a past vacation, no dialogue is spoken throughout the entire scene. Each actor's performance hinges on their ability to convey their emotions through minimal facial expressions and actions. Travis', quiet suffering is apparent and difficult to watch in its own right, but watching his son Hunter slowly come around to the footage he has watched countless times before makes the…
Slow, but with purpose.
It unfolds in a way that
Forces watching it.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Wim perfects the road movie thing and HDS is probably the coolest dad
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