
A solitary man who does not speak Spanish is an underground courier. Two men who are both thuggish and philosophical send him to Madrid with cryptic instructions. Over the course of a few days, he receives his instructions from a series of distinctive individuals who provide words of philosophy or of warning and also give him a matchbox with a tiny piece of paper, which he reads then eats, accompanied by espresso served in two cups. He is quiet, self-contained, focused on his... (Full plot summary below)
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A solitary man who does not speak Spanish is an underground courier. Two men who are both thuggish and philosophical send him to Madrid with cryptic instructions. Over the course of a few days, he receives his instructions from a series of distinctive individuals who provide words of philosophy or of warning and also give him a matchbox with a tiny piece of paper, which he reads then eats, accompanied by espresso served in two cups. He is quiet, self-contained, focused on his work. He has rules. He encounters and at times transmits a violin, diamonds, a guitar, and a map. Is he a smuggler? Merely an independent conduit? Or, something else?
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| Antagony & EcstasyTim BraytonWhere I see thrilling structural and formal exploration, another viewer could see so much pretentious twaddle, and that's a perfectly reasonable response. |
| Financial TimesNigel AndrewsYou have to take sides. Go see the film, go judge. Either this is plotless rubbish designed to inflame tabloid newspapers. Or it is the future of cinema, and Jarmusch has got there before the rest of us. |
| eFilmCritic.comRob Gonsalves...a Zen gangster film, a mandala that scatters itself at the end. Its very quietude and uneventfulness force you into the moment every moment... |
| n+1A.S. HamrahJim Jarmusch's nonchalant and precise Limits of Control moves through real landscapes in Spain, city and nowhere, his two favorite places. |
| FILMINK (Australia)Julian ShawA filmmaker who is always cerebral and occasionally very soulful, Jarmusch -- fascinating even at his most tepid -- could do better to have a lot more red blood flowing through his recent work and a little less ice water. |
| I.E. WeeklyAmy NicholsonThis indulgent exercise in audience torture deliberately avoids every beat of an espionage thriller. |
| Combustible CelluloidJeffrey M. AndersonOne character talks about molecules moving around in ecstasy, and I think this film has that kind of mystery. |
| Christian Science MonitorPeter RainerThe eerie displacement of being at large in alien territory is the guiding emotion in Jarmusch's movies, and in none more so than this one. |
| The ScreengrabNick SchagerPlods along with a self-seriousness that borders on parody. |
| Projection BoothRob HumanickSeems to exist neither in complete reality or complete fantasy. |