Rating: 2 stars out of 5
Starring: Timothée Chalamet, Edward Norton, Elle Fanning, Monica Barbaro
Where to watch: In theatres
To watch or not to watch: It is a pretty meh biopic, has a starting but doesn’t have North Star so there is no end. The acting and music are good.
A young and broke Bob Dylan (Timothée Chalamet) arrives in New York City to meet his idol Woody Guthrie who is hospitalised. Woody is with his friend Pete Seeger (Edward Norton) and encourage Dylan to play a song, which impresses both older singers. Seeger takes Dylan under his wing, lets him stay at his house and in general introducing Dylan to the larger music scene. That is where Dylan meets Joan Baez (Monica Barbaro), where they have a situationship form of the xx-ship, and Dylan also meets Sylvie Russo (Elle Fanning) and gets serious with her. Slowly and steadily Dylan moves up until he is recognised when he is out and about, people gather to listen to him at Newport Folk Festival, which saddens Sylvie for some reason and she breaks with him, only to get back together with him because he has charm (?). Anyway, this goes on, Dylan finds his music evolving into non-folk, gaining more fame, slightly alienating people sometimes, until he performs what he wants to at the Newport Folk Festival, where is booed by half the crowd and the other half is grooving, so it’s a good thing (?, Maybe?).
It is all very confusing. What was the point of the movie? To show that he was a narcissistic prick who had oodles of songwriting and singing talent? One who wanted people to like him, at the same time “leave him be” but love him still, without him doing any work? To trigger people who have been a victim of such narcissists?
There is a lot this movie could have done, but does absolutely nothing. First of all, the movie should have been termed a musical, without the dancing. Also without a story. It has many starting points – his relationship with Sylvie which must have affected her negatively, his personal and professional relationship with Joan and their rivalry-affair, what made women fall at his feet, what drew people like Seeger to root for him, and getting only indifference in return. What it does instead is to cut these scenes right before any explanation is coming forth, without any information on the timelines. Are we to fill all the details through imagination? Even an oyster needs a seed to weave a pearl.
This movie is full of flaws and will definitely not go down in history well. But… The performances!!! Oh Malone! The performances! It is difficult to say where Bob Dylan ended and Timothée began. He embodied the singer so completely that it dislike for the character was passed from it to him seamlessly. And who knew he could sing!? (Or, maybe Bob Dylan was not a good singer? It is so liberating and easy to say stuff like this when the blog doesn’t get views). Monica Barbaros was a literal angel in front of the mic! It was easily the best sound in the whole movie. And for the first time in a long time, Edward Norton didn’t look bored playing a character. Too bad it was for a movie which lacked a soul. Miss this one.















