I am re-considering my Top Ten of 2003. Last Life in the Universe belongs way, way, way up near the top of the list. Unpredictable. Hilarious. Deliriously melancholy. Crowded with allusions to other films from all over the place. Hints of Jarmusch, Tarantino, Lynch. Two delightful lead performances. And the great Christopher Doyle (Hero) turns in some of the most excruciatingly beautiful cinematography I’ve ever seen. I’d like to live in a house full of freeze-frames from this film; it’d be like living in a fine art gallery. I have some gripes with the conclusion of the movie, when it becomes less poetic and more clever, but overall a deeply satisfying, surprising, and refreshing piece of work. I can’t wait to see what this director does next.

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