Time for my annual confession of how few Academy-Award nominated movies I've seen.
Aside from the documentary short The Only Girl in the Orchestra, which I actually liked - whoops, how'd that get on here? - only two.
Dune Part Two - dull, duller, dulles.
A Complete Unknown - When Meryl Streep played Florence Foster Jenkins in a movie, despite what sounded like a noble effort she did not come anywhere near capturing the sheer wretchedness of the original's singing. Similarly here. Chalamet has Dylan's nasal tone down pat, but it's actually pleasant to listen to him sing, whereas the original is agonizing. (I had to forbid my college roommate from playing his Dylan records when I was in the apartment. All our other musical tastes were completely sympatico.) Some people seem puzzled by this movie's point. To me, it depicts Dylan as a man determined to do his own thing and not get enlisted in anybody else's causes.
I have little interest in seeing anything else on the list.
No comments:
Post a Comment