From the IMDB’s Trivia page on this film: “Jim Jarmusch finished the script in two and a half weeks.” And that kinda says it all. Many times during this good-enough-I-guess film I was wondering “is Jarmusch just kinda mailing it in?” Maybe that’s what the whole postal system motif is for? There are good individual moments, I suppose. And if you’ve never seen a Jarmusch film you might be tickled by his style. And if you missed “Lost in Translation” or The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou you might get off on the Bill Murray’s sad-guy thing. I remain unimpressed. There isn’t anything wrong with this movie. . .there’s just nothing I haven’t seen many times before — and better. (Forget the “Jarmusch tone” and formal elements — the damned plot is old. The movie “Seven Girlfriends” is virtually the same story, and there’s a whole section of “High Fidelity” devoted to tracking down exes, too. Plus — the premise, here, makes no sense at all. He wants to find out who his son is? And the son is coming to see him? Why not stay put?!) Ann liked it more than I did, I think; she was digging on the set design, which was, indeed, impressive.