"[There's] always another day, right?"

A soft, relaxing ode to the brave act of getting out of bed every morning, and continuing to find your own avenues of creativity, love, and support in a world that doesn’t hand you any. Practically radical in its insistence on a simple, quiet, warm existence where everyone in the American working class is striving, creating, and loving despite everything else trying to confine them. Your first and last piece of art is the life you live—monumental, highly doubt there will be a better movie this year.

some day i hope i can be this content and in love

adam bus driver

I’m so overwhelmed. So many god damn motifs. This was like an episode of Louie but much better. I have a billion things to say about this. I need to watch it again or something and take notes and then write a biiiig fucking paper analyzing what all the little details mean. What’s with all the twins? What’s with the fireball thing? What’s with the circles? What’s with the black and white? What the FUCK is up with the Moonrise Kingdom kids talking philosophy on the bus?!?!!?!

This movie is a wet dream for someone who likes to analyze movies and I feel like I’m losing my mind AHHHAHHAHAHSH

this movie is all I want out of this beautiful but short life

adam bus driver driving the moonrise kingdom kids around on a bus is peak cinema i think

While most films tell you that being big and special is the only way to have a happy life, Paterson is a film that says it’s ok to be normal. It embraces the mundanity of life and shows the beauty of the people around you. It’s a beautiful film and I love it.

Everyday he wakes up

73/100

Second viewing, no change. Still love everything except the one big, heavily foreshadowed plot element. Three small moments/observations that stood out this time (As Seen On Twitter™):

1. Paterson puts his clothes out every night, presumably so that he doesn't wake Laura in the morning opening drawers. Nothing is ever made of this; escaped me completely the first time. But it says so much about him.

2. Love the loud, mysterious clacking sound in the bar, which turns out to be a '90s-style jukebox with CDs in giant platters (with artwork attached) that you flip to browse.

3. OMFG the look of proud anticipation on the little girl's face just before she reads Paterson the final line of her poem ("Most people call it rain"). The essence of creativity in a single facial expression.

What she says: I'm fine
What she means: My kid needs braces on her teeth, my car needs a transmission job, my wife wants me to take her to Florida but I'm behind on the mortgage payments, my uncle called from India and he needs money for my niece's wedding and I got this strange rash on my back. How about you?

One of the most authentic, understated, tender and conflict-lacking/caring relationships portrayed on screen in quite some time (nothing overdone) as well as being one of the most genuine and fully realized portraits of America, the American Honey of the Northeast, in a certain respect, despite the two films being incredibly disparate tonally. And that score, those superimpositions. Plus, I gotta give props to a film that quotes my favorite William Carlos Williams poem and maybe my favorite modern minimalist poem in general:

"I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox, and which you were probably saving for breakfast.  Forgive me, they were delicious... so sweet, and so cold."

Also, Method Man should just have a little scene in every single film.