Permanent Vacation

Here's my rephrased version:

In his debut feature, film school dropout Jim Jarmusch introduced a revolutionary brand of independent filmmaking that defied the conventions of American cinema. His 1980s opus tells the story of Aloysius Parker (Christopher Parker), a disaffected young man in his early twenties, wandering aimlessly through the gritty urban landscape of New York City. Unemployed and lacking direction, Aloysius is consumed by existential angst, seeking answers to life's great mysteries. His search for meaning is complicated by a troubled family background - a missing father, an institutionalized mother, and a strained relationship with his girlfriend.

As he drifts through the city, Aloysius encounters a cast of eccentric characters that challenge his perceptions of reality. He visits his mother in a rundown institution, where the atmosphere is thick with despair. His encounters with a war veteran haunted by memories of combat, a saxophonist playing forgettable tunes, and a lunatic Latin girl who embodies chaos, are just a few examples of the bizarre and fascinating people he meets. At night, he stumbles upon a jazz aficionado whose passion for the genre is almost fanatical.

One fateful evening, Aloysius's chance encounter with a young woman and her vintage Ford Mustang leads to an impromptu decision: he steals the car and sells it under the cover of darkness. As dawn breaks, he packs his suitcase, passport, and clothes, and sets out on a journey away from New York, leaving his girl behind.

As Aloysius reflects on his life, he's forced to confront the harsh realities of his existence - no bank balance, insurance, relations, home, job, or skills. He's just a gypsy, drifting aimlessly from place to place, searching for answers that seem forever out of reach. And so, with the city fading into the distance, Aloysius sets sail, bound for who-knows-where, still grappling with the fundamental questions that have haunted him since the start of his journey.