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Forest Whitaker, John Tormey, Cliff Gorman, Dennis Liu, Richard Portnow, Tricia Vessey, Henry Silva, Frank Adonis, Victor Argo, Gano Grills, Chuck Jeffreys (more)VOD (3)
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Jim Jarmusch combines his love for the ice-cool crime dramas of Jean-Pierre Melville and Seijun Suzuki with the philosophical dimensions of samurai mythology for an eccentrically postmodern take on the hit-man thriller. In one of his defining roles, Forest Whitaker brings a commanding serenity to his portrayal of a Zen contract killer working for a bumbling mob outfit, a modern man who adheres steadfastly to the ideals of the Japanese warrior code even as chaos and violence spiral around him. Featuring moody cinematography by the great Robby Müller, a mesmerizing score by the Wu-Tang Clan’s RZA, and a host of colorful character actors (including a memorably stone-faced Henry Silva), Ghost Dog: The Way of the Samurai plays like a pop-culture-sampling cinematic mixtape built around a one-of-a-kind tragic hero. (Criterion)
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Ghost Dog is my third encounter with Jim Jarmusch's work, and I still haven't managed to come around to his directorial (and screenwriting) approach. Forest Whitaker was convincing as the unconventional samurai and won my sympathy, despite his "profession". The biggest problem I had was with the overly slow build-up of the plot, which, while corresponding with the "clean and quiet work of the samurai", I found it unrewarding in places. I liked the snippets about the samurai and was intrigued by the ice cream man and his interaction with the main character (EN vs. FR). I believe that if I were a hip hop fan, I would have enjoyed the film more.
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It’s not as solid as Dead Man, but it’s more approachable for a wider audience. Jarmusch manages to cram a lot of ideas and interesting life insights into what is essentially a simple revenge story of a professional killer who follows the samurai code, thus elevating this film above the ordinary stuff. What I also appreciate is the choice of soundtrack. In Dead Man it was Neil Young's great mimimalism, here it was RZA's hip-hop sounds, which fits the mood of the film perfectly.
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Jarmusch studied poetry and a significant number of his films in some way thematise poets or their works, but Ghost Dog is his most poetic film. The director and screenwriter lets his cinematic poem sail on a flow created by remixing and combining entirely disparate genres and cultural traditions, as well as the present and history. Together with his previous Dead Man, Ghost Dog marked a fundamental transformation in Jarmusch’s work that corresponded with the time of its creation. Out of the post-Cold War enchantment with the ideal of freedom enabling people and cultures to come together, which was typical of his previous work, in both of these films he presents us with a vision of a then nascent and now fully formed world where the most bizarre cultural and historical traditions mix and enrich each other as if in a melting pot. Characteristically for Jarmusch, however, in this brave new world he highlights history and its artefacts and relics, admiring the antique patina that radiates melancholy while also coming across as bizarre or ridiculous in the modern world. As such, he approaches not only genres and traditions, but also characters, or rather people generally, with junk-shop love for all things old and a hipster’s enthusiasm for setting them in a new time and context. Just as he puts gangster flicks, samurai movies and animated slapstick into a mutually reflective and harmonious dialogue, he shows us how the mix of such contradictory influences and inspirations shapes us. Jarmusch’s poeticism and warmth are definitively manifested in the fact that he reveals the paradoxical harmony in opposites and shows us that behind all of the Babylonian chaos of different individualities and tribes, which seems impenetrable at first fleeting glance, there remains a common core of humanity that transcends the boundaries of race and language. Culture, or rather the sharing of stories, characteristically remains the bonding agent. Because those stories resonate with us, they allow us to mature and broaden our horizons, but they also connect us with others, either by enabling us to find a common language or by passing them on. The shared library of characters in Ghost Dog contains the whole spectrum, from canonical classics to rousing pamphlets to superficially likable trash, but mainly also types that few people know but that have played or will play an absolutely essential role in shaping particular people. And that is exactly what Ghost Dog itself has become and it was wonderful to see this timeless gem again after many years (again at Aero) and, in the spirit of the film, to hear how much it was liked after the screening.
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Fars recommended Ghost Dog to me and, after reading his great review, I decided to set out on the Way of the Samurai. Too bad that Fars fell asleep and didn’t watch to the end, because I think that he would have liked the movie much more. Forest Whitaker slipped hand into glove into his role and he truly is one of the most charismatic killers I have ever seen. The quotations from the code of honor were deep and I already know what I don’t ever want to be. A Samurai. It’s just not the life for me. Even though they could certainly give me a couple of tips. The picture is also full of snappy lines and also the methods of “executing contracts". Such precision is hard to find these days. Bourne would certainly be jealous.
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Another piece of Jarmusch-esque crap. When he makes a western, it's a draggy B&W hipster movie with Johnny Depp. When he decides to make a vampire movie, Tilda and Tommy are so happy to be there. Alternatively, he likes to research Billy Murray's former loves, so why not make fun of the fact that a black man would be involved with the Samurai Code? It's fun.
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A simple story delivered in an unusual. I have never seen Whitaker so cool before and the dialogue scenes between the main characters are fantastically intense. You can see that the director is an old hand. A simple, TV-looking, yet excellently crafted piece, tailored for a narrow audience.
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For me, hands down, the best Jarmusch. If it weren't for his unearthly direction, the film would have been lumped in with dozens of others on a similar theme and in a few years no one would even remember it. But he made an almost cult-classic with a compelling story, a simple yet unique ending, and last but not least, an excellent Whitaker, who doesn't say much, but his acting mastery stands out all the more. Some of the wisecracks are disarming, the storyline with the chatty French ice-cream man is absolutely brilliant, and the strange music by RZA underscores it all beautifully. But the best is the final quote, which aptly characterized the whole film and its thinking. Or not? :) Right between four and five stars.
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I’ve been too manhandled by extremes like Romeo Must Die or The Last Dragon to find the fusion of African-American and East Asian culture all that refreshing anymore. Apart from the atmosphere of a tidy American ghetto, what I enjoyed most was the notion that all the characters in the film – the mobsters, the samurai, and the ice cream vendors – are so passionate and exaggerated in their roles that the whole inner universe is kind of a perpetual LARP or, better still, a children's game where kids pretend to be adults. The film proves, among other things, that we simply choose what we are and no one can assign it to us unless we want it.
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A great example of how Jim Jarmusch is versatile when it comes to genre, and even though it's not a frantic action spectacle bursting with money poured into it, it's all the smarter for it. And of course, there will be action, make no mistake about it. There's a lot of shooting here, and it's quite inventive at times, you'll be surprised. Plus, it's really smart.
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