Lucky is a movie about life and about death. It is about living, and loving, and fear. The movie stars Harry Dean Stanton in the eponymous role. At 90 Lucky has outlived everyone but he finally has to face his mortality. He banters with the other characters in an unnamed small southwest desert town and, in the end, finds peace.
This was Harry Dean Stanton's last movie and only his second lead role in a very long career (his other, Paris, Texas, was in 1984). Stanton passed away last year before Lucky was released. As one other reviewer noted you can almost see him saying goodbye in his own wry way.
The most poignant scene is where Lucky, a navy vet of World War II, runs into a Marine vet. The Marine (played by Tom Skerrit) relates some awful scenes from the island battles but then tells of a Buddhist girl who had come to peace. Lucky uses that story in the final scene where he says "We come here alone and we go out alone." When the other characters question him about what to do with this bleak statement he says, "Smile", lights up a cigarette and walks out.
Lucky gets some excellent one-liners, among which are: "Realism is a thing.", "There's a difference between lonely and being alone." and "The only thing worse than awkward silence: small talk." The movie does move slowly at times (one of the characters is an actual 100-year-old tortoise) and things like Lucky's relationship with "Eve's" is hard to understand but we do see compassion (like when Loretta comes to check on Lucky and he confesses he's scared), multiculturalism, and independence.
I recommend it as better than the average movie. It makes a point but does not bludgeon you with it. There is thinking to be done but not enough to hurt a brain after a day's work. And there is more than enough humor to make you smile.
Me as a critic (be careful! the harshness will be well concealed!)