This 1996 indie, written and directed by Steve Buscemi, is as good a film about barflies as I've seen. Without the "over the top" sequences in Bukowski's Barfly, Trees Lounge quietly yet perfectly captures the reality of life among regular barflies, its comic moments, its tragic moments, its deadend rhetoric and self-delusions, its tiny joys. The film begins and ends with absolutely perfect imagery for its subject matter. Like Fat City, another film with great bar scenes, Buscemi's personal project finds its strength in truthful understatement. The haunting image that ends the movie says it all. Highly recommended.
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