Let’s turn for a moment to the Netflix review section for Jim Jarmusch’s 2009 existential thriller The Limits of Control: “Bored me to death. I've never seen a more droll and excruciating film.” “Terribly slow. Extremely slow. Deathly slow.”
They aren’t all so drastic, though: “On the basis of this ‘movie,’ Jim Jarmusch should be Baker Acted and urine-tested. Any investors in the project should be put on a victim's restitution program by the U.S. Attorney . . .
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