Movie review: "Dead Man"

Last night, Gye Greene, The Lady, and myself watched Dead Man, featuring Johnny Depp. A month or two ago, GG and myself realized that all of the Johnny Depp movies we had happened to see had been of fairly high quality; perhaps we ought to go through and (somewhat) sytematically watch all of his movies.

So, we rented Dead Man. The Lady was bored, and ended up reading a magazine through most of it -- occassionally glancing up and asking "Has anything happened yet?", or making similar comments. More charitably, one could call the movie "gently-paced."

Esentially, Johnny Depp's character is an accountant that gets stranded in the Old American West (sometime in the 1800's), and becomes wanted for murder. He hides out in the wilderness, and is helped by a Native American named "Nobody."

Some violence; a fair amount of cussin'. No naked folks.


It has lovely cinematography (if you're into that sort of thing), and an unusual, yet fitting soundrack (... if you're into that sort of thing) -- solo electric guitar work by Neil Young, with lots of echo and reverb.

And the ending was rather ambiguous for my tastes. Rather "Oh. O.k."


Dead Man was a pecuilar, "artsy" movie. Worth seeing once -- but only if you're into that sort of thing.


--TG