Only Lovers Left Alive

18 November 2013 | 12:40 pm | Sam Hobson

Its plot machinations are merely there as footholds on which one steadies themself through an otherwise deliciously fluid experiment in mood and atmosphere.

Only Lovers Left Alive is crystalline, essentialised Jim Jarmusch. A vampire film that basks in its own night-time-ness; it's own wisdom and cool, and too in the fundamental tactility of life observed over centuries - it's everything native and incidental to Jarmusch's style and fascinations, explicit in a single experience.

Narratively, the film emphasises the more existential parts of the vampiric condition, exploring age, timelessness, and the wisdom in understanding people from an immortal's uniquely topographic perspective. For Jarmusch, the vampiric lore is both a metaphor, and a narrative form to play with and exert his personal interests through. There's a natural stillness to timeless living, just as there's a great stillness to the way Jarmusch constructs his films. So too is there a shared love of people and conversation, sex and fabrics.

Ultimately, its plot machinations are merely there as footholds on which one steadies themself through an otherwise deliciously fluid experiment in mood and atmosphere.

Screening 22 November, Event Cinemas