Willem Dafoe Shines as a Postal Worker and Poet in the Luminous Late Fame

How many lives can be packed into one? If we live long enough, most of us reinvent ourselves several times over, by switching careers, changing partners, having children, moving to a new place. What constitutes the essence of us, even when we can no longer identify ourselves as the thing we used to be?That’s one of the questions Kent Jones’ intimate, wry little picture Late Fame tangles with. Willem Dafoe plays Ed Saxberger, a seventy-ish New York City postal worker who used to be, or may still be, a poet: In 1979 he published a reasonably well-received book of poetry—a pretty admirable feat by itself—but now he’s just a guy. By day he sorts letters; in the evenings he wanders down to his local watering hole to hang out with his geezer pals, MTA workers and the like, guys who do everyday jobs just like he does. As far as they’re concerned, there’s nothing fancy or special about him. He’s not just a regular, he’s regular.For Saxberger, there’s nothing sad about that; it’s just the texture of his life. But one day, he’s alerted to the presence of a wiry, nervous-looking, well-dressed young man who’s been hanging around his modest but by no means depressive apartment building. Saxberg...