Broken Flowers - with fondness

Broken Flowers - with fondness - little remembrances...

Broken Flowers (Jim Jarmusch, 2005)

Love the Jarmuschism in film...

Getting the middle seat in the place... the repetition and coincidences of the color pink...vintage or dive diners ... snail mail...typewriters...detectives...ambivalence with comedy...suburbs - in on the joke...excellent music...cool ethnic someone. 

Partial essay words from Roger Ebert

May 18, 2005 from Cannes...

"Don sets out stoically to visit each of the candidates (who might be the potential mother or his potential child from an anonymous note - my words): a widow (Sharon Stone) whose husband died in a car race "in a wall of flame." A real estate agent (Frances Conroy) who sells prefabricated mid-level luxury. An "animal communicator" (Jessica Lange) who discovered she could hear animals talking. ("Is he saying something?" Don asks about her cat. "He's saying you have a hidden agenda.") And a tough broad (Tilda Swinton) whose lawn is decorated with rusting cars and motorcycles in various stages of repair.

Does he find the mother of his son? Is there a mother? Is there a son? Not really the point. The point is the Bill Murray performance, and the six kinds of counterpoint provided by the women and Winston the neighbor. Murray has often worked by withholding emotion, by inviting us to imagine what he's thinking behind a protective façade. Curiously, his technique can be more emotionally effective than any degree of emoting. In "Lost in Translation," his loneliness and emotional need were communicated in the silences between the words. In "Broken Flowers," he communicates with even less apparent effort, all the more difficult because, as I neglected to mention, the movie is a comedy -- or in any event, a serious personal quest during which the audience finds itself laughing a lot."