An honest review

Rating: 10/10 (12 May 2006)

This is a film that the proletariat will not get. It's themes are deeper and more complex than the average person will be able to grasp. Its depth can be measured only by comparing it the Marianas Trench. And in deference to the film, I think every DVD or VHS of this film should be dropped down there.
Robert Benigni and Steven Wright's opening number will tickle your funny bone and make you shake your head in delightful confusion and sympathy for these seemingly talented performers. It may confound you and make you think that it's an unintelligible, self-referential piece of tripe, but YOU would be wrong. Then there's Jack and Meg White's tip of the hat to Nikola Tesla. This is heart-wrenching stuff. Those of you who aren't knocked to the floor with the dramatic weight of this scene must have ice-water in your veins. Yes, the Whites are musicians, but here they'll play your heartstrings like some sort of woodwind instrument. An emotional triumph.
Overall, I can't write enough about the fecundity of this feature. Jim Jarmusch is an auteur. He must of had one heck of a pitch to get financing for this picture, because on the surface it has no redeeming qualities. But if you dare to look a little deeper and spend some more time with it, you might just find that your initial interpretation was correct.