30 years after last turning out his last passable film, Wenders finally produces something coherent in his twilight years. We follow a solitary, ageing and taciturn public toilet cleaner in Tokyo through his repeated daily routine, the only deviations to the rigid schedule coming from chance encounters with people along the way. This could be very tedious indeed, but the very lack of drama and the simple things he takes pleasure from, that is music, novels and taking photographs of trees, make the entirety into a calming existentialist balm for the soul and two hours slip by almost unnoticed, much as the protagonist does through the city streets.
7/10
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