Bill Layton’s review published on Letterboxd:
Paris, Texas is a story both extremely personal and a story that is endlessly vast; a story both of Travis Henderson and of America itself. Travis is a man, devastated by his past, who yearns to emotionally connect with those he still loves yet doesn’t know how. Unable to be a husband and a father, Travis fled his past life years ago and now traverses the Texas desert like a guardian of the frontier. He is able to rekindle his relationship with his son but knows that he cannot be the father his son needs; he is meant to wander, not to rest. Throughout the film, we see the “forgotten” America: highway motels, backcountry saloons, and the vast Mojave. Just like the desert from which he comes, Travis is stuck in the past, out-of-touch and out-of-place. Just as Travis battles with his own identity, so too does America.