I rarely review movies on dizzy, but after watching Jim Jarmusch’s Only Lovers Left Alive, I could barely keep myself from jumping off the couch to tell you all about it right then and there. Not only does it feature a scene wherein shirtless Tom Hiddleston, complete with lank, black rocker hair and leather pants, licks on a blood popsicle (bless you Jim), but the film resoundingly obliterates the sparkling travesty that has been passing as the genre’s flagship for far too long. And that right there may be enough to recommend it! Don’t go in expecting any gory neck biting or climbing up the wall action scenes. This is a dreamy love story between Hiddleston’s Adam and the incomparable Tilda Swinton‘s Eve (whose truly glorious mane was allegedly enhanced with yak hair). Clearly drawing inspiration from old school Anne Rice, the film somehow manages to make a perfect pitch for the title of the last vampire film ever made (and indeed, I don’t see the point in any further attempts), oozing with end of an era nostalgia and heady melancholy. Inclusive of Jarmusch’s obsession with Einsteinian physics, vintage guitars, and the otherworldliness of fungi, Lovers summons an atmosphere of sumptuous, crumbling decadence all set to one of the most hauntingly beautiful soundtracks I’ve heard in a good while. Tracks of note include the opening scene remake of Wanda Jackson’s “Funnel of Love,” and the near show-stealing song “Hal” by Lebanese chantreuse Yasmine Hamdan.
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