Coffee And Cigarettes (Jim Jarmusch, 2003)

 I love coffee and cigarettes... And I don't mean the movie. I mean the mystical procedure of drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes. And no matter how unhealthy that might be is so fucking awesome as an experience that who gives a rat's ass about healthy and unhealthy? When I first learned back in 2003 that Jarmusch was making a movie called Coffee And Cigarettes that contained short films that had coffee and cigarettes in common, I jumped from my seat and ran to watch it. The experience of the movie was simply divine. Not only did it feature coffee and cigarettes by the tons (I wanted so badly to smoke in the theater), but it had also that effect of the truly and authentically witty thing that hits you in the face and you're left with one word dropping from your lips. "Cool". So Cool. 

Coffee And Cigarettes is a movie that has to do with that other side of enjoyment and pleasure. You know that pleasure that comes from that other side of your brain where the subconscious answers and not you. On the first reading of the movie, you would say that this is a simple movie. On the second thought, you would definitely admire it and say that this is a genius movie about the simple pleasures of life. The humor of that movie, that infallible dart that Jim throws at you, filled with irony and pure cleverness, hits you and goes so deep that you are left speechless to watch at the screen and not been able to utter one word more. Because the movie has already said everything there is to be said about humans and their little enjoyments. I think that you will never drink a coffee the same way that you did before or smoke a cigarette like you used to, after the movie. There is something profound and rebellious in that film about the act of drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes.