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This gem is spell binding. It's a surprising thing, to be thinking of one's self as cynical about film/art etc, to then be presented with a delight like Stranger Than Paradise. Suddenly, one's predictable world is tilted over then sprinkled with a sugary opioid of delights. John Lauri plays a laconic, suave and intellectually vibrant fellow with a cool hat beside a terminally gob smacked side kick and equally cool fellow played by Richard Edson. No better match exists until Eszter Balint comes along and it was then, that all the planets of delightful comic noir cinema fell into perfectly harmonious orbit around me. The music is soaring for its raucous originality and Screamin' Jay Hawkins is, to me a God of the genre. That dirty ol’ rough and ready saxophone and piano makes me yearn for a plane ticket to New Orleans. But perhaps best of all, Stranger Than Paradise is filmed in Black and White. A wonderful, fabulous film with a tickle in the tail. You! Yes, you. Go and see it. Go on! You, will love it.