Titreenp SERIOUSLY. This is what the crap Hollywood still puts out?

Teringer An Exercise In Nonsense

ChanFamous I wanted to like it more than I actually did... But much of the humor totally escaped me and I walked out only mildly impressed.

Phillipa Strong acting helps the film overcome an uncertain premise and create characters that hold our attention absolutely.

Izz_91 It could have been a good movie IF you would have knowned WHO or IF he had a son!

egasulla The first Jarmusch movie I watched was Night on Earth. It was more baffling that good, but not terrible enough to hate it. Then I saw the truly terrible Dead Man and that almost did it for me.Then Broken Flowers came out and I decided to watch it, mostly for Bill Murray. And am I glad I did.Most people expect road movies to depict some sort of internal realization or life changing discovery by the main character. As in "I didn't know who I really was until I crossed the Mexican desert high on peyote". It was time somebody did a really good road movie that remained anchored to Earth.Jarmusch' previous ones are this kind of road movie but fail to make any point clearly, or maybe it's me who failed to see it. Not the case with Broken Flowers. Bill Murray's tired, bored man embarks on an unlikely trip to find the son he never met (at least that's what a letter from an anonymous former lover tells him). He does not find him, and while his late actions seem to show he may have changed a bit, it's not clear what the future holds for him. And that makes this is a better -actually a great- movie. No, a road trip cannot take anybody back in time. Not all plots have to wrap up tidily at the ending, just like many real life issues remain unsolved, in continuous flow during our real lives. What's done is done and what you don't know now, you probably never will. But that's not an excuse for inaction.If Broken Flowers has a message, it might be "try and see what happens". The goal may be unrealistic and thus you will not achieve it. But taking the trip may present you with new opportunities you hadn't seen before. At the end of the movie, Murray stands at a crossroad, the camera revolving around him from all possible directions: we don't know which one he will take, and he probably doesn't himself. But before he took the trip, he didn't even know these directions existed.

randy filkirk Bill Murray. Bill Murray. Once you understand that part you'll go into this one hour and forty five minute sleepover film prepared. Do not expect anything meaningful, instead, expect a pick up and put down book with audio type film. I recently have been discovering jazz, and what took me to this film was Mulatu Astatki and his style of jazz. Upon hearing it in a film i realised, "someone else knows this music", and felt not alone anymore. The high point of the film is many things, but nothing. As age creeps up on you, don't you too sit there, not moving, staring into nothingness, expressionless?, i do, maybe i can also feel, "Not Alone" on that one. There were many directions this film could have taken, none of them happened, and yet i came away from this film thinking, "am i better person for having watched this"?. Well, "am i"?. To be honest, i really cannot answer that one,, no matter how long i sit motionless pondering, maybe we should all sit motionless pondering whilst this film is playing and wonder to ourselves.Do go away and think about it, maybe come back and let me know how you get on. I can neither recommend or trash this film, instead i'll just say one thing....oh wait, now it'll come to me if i sit here long enough, won't it?As an aside, is it only me who can see any resemblance of Winston to Astatki?,

Karl Self I just rewatched Down By Law and Stranger Than Paradise, which are simply awesome movies. Fast forward twenty years on, and Jim Jarmusch came up with Broken Flowers, which feels like it was directed by the artistically-inclined nephew of the owner of the movie studio. Jarmusch, bless him, apparently wanted to do another "Lost In Translation"-type flick with Bill Murray. In "Lost In Translation", the unlikely pair of average shmoe Murray and American sweetheart Scarlett Johansson are stranded in a faceless hotel and gradually form an emotional bond. In Broken Flowers, average shmoe Murray revisits his girlfriends from 20 years ago, and their sultry daughters and receptionists, all of which turn out to be foxes. Quite a challenge to make us believe that twenty years ago, Murray set their little hearts on fire, stayed with them for a few short months, sodded off and moved on to the next girlfriend, dropped off the horizon, and now they're like "oh, you're back, how nice, do come in". How is this amazing feat mastered? Brilliantly, by Murray not getting a word out. It's a bit like "act like you don't care, this will make the girl try anything to get your attention". And he's giving each of them a bouquet of pink flowers. Oh man, this is bad.Jarmusch apparently wanted to do a movie with Murray, didn't have a script, and this was exacerbated by the fact he had the most beautiful actresses in the world at his beck and call.And typically for the wicked ways of the movie industry, this cinematic trainwreck garnered a Palme d'Or at Cannes. Kudos, they managed to give it to Jarmusch for the one terrible movie he made.