Jim Jarmusch: “I Plan Nothing, neither at Work nor in Life”

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A man unloads his belongings into a small basket. He is a filmmaker, and is about to cross the security control of Marco Polo International Airport in Venice, before boarding a flight that will take him to Paris. But the alarm goes off and the woman in charge of monitoring the scanner stops him: he wants to know what he hides in the sealed package he left on the tape. He, reluctant to sound petulant, dilates the admission of truth: that the box …