Lucky

Weighed down by existential questions, Lucky carries the burden of life’s unanswered questions on his sun-lined face; it’s a fearless portrayal of someone facing the finality of their life.

If only every actor we loved could leave us with a farewell film like this one.

As if taken from Stanton’s own mantra, Lucky is a powerful reminder that life really does amount to nothing (and still, somehow, everything).

Lynch has crafted an almost proudly minor work, a hangout movie whose reason for being is Stanton’s presence.

Making his directorial debut is actor John Carroll Lynch (no relation to David Lynch). This first-timer quirks things up occasionally with surreal scenes of a nightmare and an on-the-nose allegory (Lucky walking toward an exit sign and standing at an abyss).

It’s a tour de force for Stanton, purposefully plodding forward, a sagebrush philosopher giving his valedictory performance, a lovely curtain call that bookends with his other famous shot at leading man — “Paris, Texas.”

The late Harry Dean Stanton, in one of his last roles, infuses the slightest gesture and inflection with the weight of grave experience, but this maudlin drama mainly renders his grit and wisdom wholesome and cute.

Harry Dean Stanton in his zenith and final days of carrer in a endearing role: a rusty old cowboy in a introspective tour. Watching and listening him singing mariachi is a treat for spirit. A must to see.

Sweet and beautiful. The pace is leisurely and gives space to ruminations on mortality. To be sure, if we are lucky, we make it to old age, and then we die. But in our time we are witness to a beautiful world, and the American Southwest is as beautiful a part as any. Harry Dean Stanton ends a wonderful career with a wonderful film. Recomended.

Obviously it will not sound very good but what a great movie Harry Dean Stanton had to close his career. It invites to appreciate and meditate on life and in such a pleasant and non pretentious way.

Evocative film about aging and the whittling of personality by time. No bogus back story—the film stands on its own merits. My only question— what was Eve’s? Eden?

It is a philosophical film about a 90-year old man facing the end of his life. He is quite healthy for his old age, lives alone, has never married, Deeply inside, he is afraid of death but on the other hand he accepts reality and he seems to be at peace with it. The movie is very warm and atmospheric. It is slow but it grows on you. Harry Dean Stanton is starring in this film, this it his last movie, and one might consider this movie as the actor's good bye. If you, like I do, enjoy watching arthouse movies, you should not miss this one.