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Friday
15May2009

Movie Review - 'The Limits of Control'

The Limits of Control

Starring Isaach De Bankolé, Tilda Swinton, and Paz de la Huerta
Directed by Jim Jarmusch
Rated R



limitiscontrolposter.jpg The Limits of Control is, more than anything, appropriately named. It will test nearly anyone's impulse to get up and walk out. To say the latest film from Jim Jarmusch methodical is to misdiagnose what he's doing, because methodical implies that there is some method at work.

Jarmusch will never be mistaken for Michael Bay; his movies are idiosyncratic, small, and ocassionally maddening. However, I have seen and enjoyed some of them in the past. That's a luxury, because Jarmusch isn't primarily interested in creating an entertainment, and it seems in this case to have never entered his mind.

The Limits of Control details a man on a job (Isaach De Bankolé). What he is up to eventually becomes plain, but we suspect all along that it's not, say, missionary work. He flies to Spain, where he is instructed to go to a cafe, hang out for a couple of days, and wait until he sees the violin. At the cafe, the hit man orders two espressos served in two separate cups. He orders the same thing maybe eight or ten times in the film. The solemn, well-dressed man says little and expresses less, even when a completely nude woman shows up in his hotel room for sex, which he refuses.

Returning to the cafe, a man with a violin begins what we hope is a revealing exchange by asking the solitary man in the nice suit if he speaks Spanish. Then there's a pointless monologue that reveals nothing about the story or the man on a job with the naked girl in his hotel room. Following that self-indulgence, the characters exchange matchboxes. Inside the matchbox given to the nameless man is a coded message. He digests the message and then digests the paper it's written on, washing it down with one of his two espressos.

This same scenario is repeated multiple times, with Tilda Swinton, Gael Garcia Bernal, and John Hurt among those delivering disconnected monologues and passing matchboxes with this unknown and and unknowable man.

It's a bad sign when you can identify what scenes should be cut out to make a movie stronger. So what does it say about The Limits of Control that you could cut out roughly 80% of the second act? All that changes is the character the main character meets in the cafe, and these characters don't factor into anything before or after their appearance. Each one is interchangeable, none of them advance the story, and none of them are on screen long enough to qualify for giving a good performance.

And what surrounds them is of no use, either, because Jarmusch's protagonist has no name, no personality, and no convicitons outside of espresso. Perhaps this is a satire on the overabundance of spy movies, and maybe Jarmusch is trying to make a point about how repetitive they are. But if this is the best he can do - playing the pot calling the kettle black - perhaps he owes his financiers an apology.

There will be Jarmusch fans who say that this movie focuses on all the little details and that's something mainstream motion pictures would never do, except that it doesn't do that at all. The film focuses on the same two details over and over again. Its signature scenes have a similar structure to a knock-knock joke and never tells us the story of its main character, with or without whatever details may or may not be explored. This film could go from the first encounter in the cafe to the climactic scene and you would't miss a single shred of detail.

The Limits of Control has a a good, naturalistic look and a cool, mysterious musical score, but there's no screenplay and no acting, and even with a well-regarded director, there's absolutely no direction at all.

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