Paterson ★★½

For a film predicted on intimacy and the beauty of everyday, there is just something so studied about Jamursch’s images that works towards asphyxiate everything Paterson’s sees. Jamursch is a clinical director too often miscast as some sort of chronicler of offbeat living, but his best films are theoretical and illustrative (Dead Man, Ghost Dog, Limits of Control) with those privileged moments operating as a form of release, this one kinds try to split the difference between the two approaches to mixed results. There is moments when it approaches becoming a free play on Willams as Dead Man is on Blake and those moments are the best. At its most inspired Paterson plays like that film’s mellow beautiful reversal, Alive Man if one wants, at others it just comes safe and oppressive. Driver is great and almost redeems the movie.