This will be short as there’s only one part of this movie that’s about writing is John Hurt’s character. I miss John Hurt.
But first, I must express my love for this quirky, dark, Jim Jarmusch love story. Tilda Swinton and Tom Hiddleston play Eve and Adam, respectfully. This intellectual and artistic vampire couple have been married for centuries, attempting to survive as human blood becomes more and more tainted by chemicals and pollutants. Adam obtains blood by bribing a blood bank phlebotomist played by Jeffrey Wright. Complications come in the form of Eve’s reckless sister, Ava (Mia Wasikowska) and her “interest” in a young man who helps Adam when he needs things named Ian (Anton Yelchin). The movie is more about depression and facing the idea of death from a vampirism point of view.
The part I want to talk about is John Hurt as Christopher Marlowe. The elderly Hurt plays Marlowe as a version of the playwright who faked his own death and became a vampire later in life. He’s poetic and speaks
