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Woohoo, I'm on vacation! I'm also at my parents' house, which meant my choice of movie on Saturday, before I left, had to be strategic: which of the many options do I think they're least likely to want to see? I chose:
#87: Inside Llewyn Davis - A week in the life of a young singer as he navigates the Greenwich Village folk scene of 1961. [imdb]
I chose wisely; the closest theatre here does not yet have this movie. I also chose wisely because it's a Coen brothers movie and even though you kind of know what you're getting with them, at this point, what they give is something I like a whole bunch. It's a certain tone and introspection that certainly varies, movie to movie, but feels internally consistent nonetheless.
(Contrasted with, say, Wes Anderson, where it does feel like the same thing every time, though I'm looking forward to The Grand Budapest Hotel. I digress.)
They're also known for their use of music, and so naturally, a movie about musicians plays to their strengths. Folk music and its dedicated, proto-hipster fandom costar in the movie. The music is sincere, familiar, nostalgic, and ultimately not going anywhere, much like protagonist Davis, who lives his life in cycles of frustration. The way the movie mirrors that cycle is very clever and just a bit brain-flipping. Davis takes the audience along with him for a ride that is in turns absurd, hopeful, and lonely.
I walked out a little unsatisfied because it felt like we'd get a breakout point in the movie, and that never quite happened. Also, there were upsetting incidents with cats. On further reflection, though, I have a better sense of the whole and greater satisfaction with it as a piece. I don't think the movie eclipses some of their other works, but it's a worthy addition to the Coen library.
I am allergic to something here. I suspect it is the tree. *narrows itchy eyes*
#87: Inside Llewyn Davis - A week in the life of a young singer as he navigates the Greenwich Village folk scene of 1961. [imdb]
I chose wisely; the closest theatre here does not yet have this movie. I also chose wisely because it's a Coen brothers movie and even though you kind of know what you're getting with them, at this point, what they give is something I like a whole bunch. It's a certain tone and introspection that certainly varies, movie to movie, but feels internally consistent nonetheless.
(Contrasted with, say, Wes Anderson, where it does feel like the same thing every time, though I'm looking forward to The Grand Budapest Hotel. I digress.)
They're also known for their use of music, and so naturally, a movie about musicians plays to their strengths. Folk music and its dedicated, proto-hipster fandom costar in the movie. The music is sincere, familiar, nostalgic, and ultimately not going anywhere, much like protagonist Davis, who lives his life in cycles of frustration. The way the movie mirrors that cycle is very clever and just a bit brain-flipping. Davis takes the audience along with him for a ride that is in turns absurd, hopeful, and lonely.
I walked out a little unsatisfied because it felt like we'd get a breakout point in the movie, and that never quite happened. Also, there were upsetting incidents with cats. On further reflection, though, I have a better sense of the whole and greater satisfaction with it as a piece. I don't think the movie eclipses some of their other works, but it's a worthy addition to the Coen library.
I am allergic to something here. I suspect it is the tree. *narrows itchy eyes*