Ah, Jim Jarmusch, you are clever. And when you throw Bill Murray into the mix, well! I like all these shadowy stills, and I do love mail (thankyou for the letter and mixtape, Zoe, I love them).
Don Johnston: Wanna get a drink?
Carmen: No, I don't drink.
Don Johnston: Later, get something to eat?
Carmen: I don't... eat.
The Kid: What happened to your eye?
Don Johnston: I, uh- I ran into somebody. Somebody's fist.
And best of all...
Don Johnston: Yeah, my pants are fancy. So what?
Coming from a man clad in a tracksuit...
Killer soundtrack too- Marvin Gaye, Holly Golightly and Brian Jonestown Massacre. Cool!
