Critics have used words like ?deadpan? and ?Keaton-esque? to describe this 2003 debut feature by German filmmaker Michael Schorr, and fans of Jim Jarmusch and Aki Kaurismaki will probably eat it up. But aside from a couple of patently kooky moments, the humor is so subdued it registers more as a loving wistfulness. A bearish mine worker (Horst Krause) retires to a life of solitary quiet in the former East Germany, but after happening upon a zydeco tune on the radio he hears the call of the bayou. Eventually he’s selected to represent his city at a music festival in Texas, and, accordion in hand, he heads off to become a stranger in a strange land. Krause is completely believable as the solid old man, and though the story moves slower than molasses, it leaves the same dark aftertaste. In English and subtitled German.