A trio of stories following various eccentric characters around Memphis Tennessee, culminating in one particularly wild night.
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Often times artists are not the best at defining/explaining their own work. That's what we critics are for. But in the case of Jim Jarmusch, everything I have to say is redundant in light of the following statement:
Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is nonexistent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery—celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from—it’s where you take them to.” - Jim Jarmusch (2004)
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