Tilda Swinton in the role she was born to play: a vampire.
Jim Jarmusch (USA, Special Presentation)
Thursday, September 5, 9 p.m.
Ryerson Theatre (43 Gerrard Street East)
Saturday, September 7, 12:15 p.m.
The Bloor Hot Docs Cinema (506 Bloor Street West)
Jim Jarmusch’s answer to the pleasantly rumpled nostalgia of Woody Allen’s Midnight in Paris is Only Lovers Left Alive, a romantic and mournful yarn about globe-trotting vampires with a taste for rock and roll and Renaissance verse. Tom Hiddleston and Tilda Swinton play the titular pair, a couple of weary ex-libertines and sometime musicians who live out the sad twenty-first century in sun-blocked basement apartments, hiding from the humans they call “zombies” and tapping out the blood banks of their neighborhood hospitals.
Jarmusch’s last film, The Limits of Control, felt like a members-only affair, designed strictly for those already on his trademark cool wavelength. For what its worth, Only Lovers Left Alive is as universally appealing as his filmmaking gets, grounded by likable performances, a fantastic soundtrack, and lyrical reminiscences of fallen cities like Detroit, viewed through the eyes of a pair of lonely bloodsuckers who’ve seen it all.