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Ok I am still looking forward to it but to suggest thatcan actress who sings in the shower , as she says, is indistinguishable from Joan Baez.
Hmm
Proof of the pudding I guess.
Another trailer for the new Dylan biopic
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The answer, my friend…..
It looks like they’ve done a decent job with recreating those characters. But as always, Junior, your fascination for Bob baffles me. I’ve never found him interesting – culturally important in the 60s, a magnet for pompous authors and apologists thereafter. But of course, different strokes etc.
Many have a fascination for Bob. Obviously they wouldn’t be making movies about him otherwise. Don’t think the potential audience will be made up entirely of “pompous authors and apologists”
Not entirely…
If you don’t get it you don’t get it. A bit like err the Mahavishnu Orchestra
They are not making movies about that combo are they? 😉
I’d watch it !
Not in one sitting. Even the trailer would be 2 hours long…
It’s covered in a way in the latest Word in your Ear podcast. Hepworth and Ellen speculate that he is so interesting because he has been around for so but so much of his life is unknown, either because he doesn’t answer straight questions in interviews or made up wild fantasies which got muddled up with any facts that slipped through.
He is surely one the most enigmatic characters in popular music.
Not all enigmatic characters are interesting. I should know.
Usually avoid biopics (the last one I saw was ‘Walk the Line’ – which I’ve just noticed was in 2005!) – but (i) it’s about Bob Dylan, (ii) the trailer makes it look promising, and (iii) I really liked the actor who is playing Dylan in ‘The French Dispatch’ and ‘Willy Wonka’.
Next year should also see the release of the film version of ‘Girl From the North Country’.
Plenty of Dylan, minimum of outlay. Just the Dylan I like.
I’m looking forward to this for the same reasons. But, bloody hell, aren’t actors annoying when they’re not acting and instead talking about it?
Is it them or is it the stupid questions?
Or both?
Some of them are a bit empty, personality-wise. They put on a personality for the role they play, like a suit of clothes, and then when they take it off there’s not really very much there.
Part of the knack I guess. Really strong characters always just end up being themselves – see Caine M.
Not a massive fan of biopics, recently watched the Brian Epstein one which I give 6/10.
My 18 yr old daughter is a big Timothee Chalamet fan, and is a fan of one Dylan track at least, Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again, showing she gets her exquisite taste from her dad. So hope we can see it together
SioMwtMBa is the song that, as a callow lad, was came closest to making sure I never listened to that man again. Awful dirge. But I then heard I Want You. It was as if he were calling me.
Awful dirge …* staggers off for a valium and a lie down *
Nothing like a dirge. It’s pretty chirpy. Hard Rain version quite different
One of his best if you ask me.
Was it just me but I always thought it meant he was living in a mobile home, as I’d never heard of Mobile as a callow youth.
In my own callow youth, with an equally poor knowledge of Alabama, I simply presumed he was somehow stuck inside one of those twirly decorative things that you hang from the ceiling.
And what’s it to do with Andrew Eldritch anyway?
There’s a few dirges. Ballad in Plain D for one.And of course Dirge from Planet Waves. But not Mobile.
Oh, the ragman draws circles
Up and down the block
I’d ask him what the matter was
But I know that he don’t talk
And the ladies treat me kindly
And furnish me with tape
But deep inside my heart
I know I can’t escape
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again
Well, Shakespeare, he’s in the alley
With his pointed shoes and his bells
Speaking to some French girl
Who says she knows me well
And I would send a message
To find out if she’s talked
But the post office has been stolen
And the mailbox is locked
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again
Mona tried to tell me
To stay away from the train line
She said that all the railroad men
Just drink up your blood like wine
An’ I said, “Oh, I didn’t know that
But then again, there’s only one I’ve met
An’ he just smoked my eyelids
An’ punched my cigarette”
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again
Grandpa died last week
And now he’s buried in the rocks
But everybody still talks about
How badly they were shocked
But me, I expected it to happen
I knew he’d lost control
When he built a fire on Main Street
And shot it full of holes
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again
Now the senator came down here
Showing ev’ryone his gun
Handing out free tickets
To the wedding of his son
An’ me, I nearly got busted
An’ wouldn’t it be my luck
To get caught without a ticket
And be discovered beneath a truck
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again
Now the preacher looked so baffled
When I asked him why he dressed
With twenty pounds of headlines
Stapled to his chest
But he cursed me when I proved it to him
Then I whispered, “Not even you can hide
You see, you’re just like me
I hope you’re satisfied”
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again
Now the rainman gave me two cures
Then he said, “Jump right in”
The one was Texas medicine
The other was just railroad gin
An’ like a fool I mixed them
An’ it strangled up my mind
An’ now people just get uglier
An’ I have no sense of time
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again
When Ruthie says come see her
In her honky-tonk lagoon
Where I can watch her waltz for free
’Neath her Panamanian moon
An’ I say, “Aw come on now
You must know about my debutante”
An’ she says, “Your debutante just knows what you need
But I know what you want”
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again
Now the bricks lay on Grand Street
Where the neon madmen climb
They all fall there so perfectly
It all seems so well timed
An’ here I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out what price
You have to pay to get out of
Going through all these things twice
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again
Copyright © 1966 by Dwarf Music; renewed 1994 by Dwarf Music
Well I don’t like it. Goes on and on and on.
Next time we meet, remember me to administer a mighty whack to your clearly defective ears
Last time we met you didn’t recognise me…….
(Behind you! Thwak)
It’s OK. Usual mix of good and appalling poetry. Badly produced and a bit of an annoying tune, overall. 6.4/10.
Guess you had to be there.
On 2:13 in the advert, the Joan Baez character is wearing blue shorts which really look as if she ‘works out’ in a ‘gym’ .
Hmm, I’m not sure Joan Baez would have known what a gym was, as such a thing, if they existed, must have been the un-hippest places imaginable in 1965.
Ever heard of John Lennon in a gym?
Which begs the question: Why are they hip now? Dreadful.
Anyway, her bottom’s been bugging me all day.
I only hope it won’t detract from my enjoyment of the film.
A certain former member of this parish who specialises in forensic analyses of things is complaining on Twitter (he blocked me years ago) that the movie features an age-inappropriate Decca 45-rpm single sleeve. That’s me out then.
I meant era-appropriate of course.
For viewers at home still confused, a chap who used to post on here but doesn’t anymore but still posts on X and, I believe, not Bluesky, spends an awful lot of his time staring at internet photos which include somewhere in the background records sleeves on which he then comments ” John Lee Hooker third from the left and I think that’s Quicksilver Messaging Service next to it but I can’t be sure can anyone help” and now apparently said chap has spotted in one of the Dylan biopic trailers a 45rpm record which, shock and horror and it’s a bloomin’ disgrace, this record was not released until well after the scene in the Dylan biopic is portraying and this startling fact is enough to put Mike off from ever watching said Dylan biopic.
Hope that helps.
Many of the items, in the Flintstones documentary cartoons, would not have been actually thought of, back then, I understand.
A pedant writes with tongue firmly in cheek, said in a Putey voice “I think you’ll find it was Quicksilver Messeger Service”
I’d accept your pedantic rejoinder if only you could spell ploperly
Well at least you can spell ploperly properly.
Sorry didn’t have my glasses on
At risk of being thought pedantic I should point out that it wasn’t the record that our friend spotted was at fault, it was the sleeve. Instead of this:
it should have been this. I mean, really…do they have no ageing chinstrokers in the props department?
Their ageing chinstroker got me-tooed. Not his own chin, it seems.
I hope he hasn’t seen ‘Midas Man’ yet. The Orange amps they apparently used in 1962 would give him violent conniptions
Funnily enough, we watched Midas Man tonight…I shouted at the TV a few times, at which point I had to pause it and explain to a very patient Mrs. T what was wrong.
Biopics are like this for me – they are fine if I know just the basics about the subject, but watching anything I know a lot about is pointless because it just annoys me that simple things are wrong (e.g. the Beatles performing Money at the Royal Variety show, or Queen being persuaded to do Live Aid when in actuality they had been touring and were on top of their game).
Film makers, especially when it comes to the likes of Dylan, are now very good on period detail. They have to be, we’d spot the mistakes!
The thing that often jars is just how ‘clean’ and ‘contemporary’ everything is when, is actual fact, people in, say, 1965 may have still be wearing clothes/own furniture from ten years previously.
But if you want mistakes of this sort, the printed media is the place to go. Rarely does a piece get written about The Beatles without a ‘one mistake every fifty words ratio’.
Latest one I saw? The article was going very well until the comment that ‘The Ballad of John and Yoko’ was on the ‘Let It Be’ album.
Well , Mojo has a point. They are crowing about authenticity and the rigour they applied. Petard … hoist.
It’s a movie and sometimes they take liberties and sometimes some lowly researcher gets it wrong and does any of that take away from whether the movie is any good or not? Of course it doesn’t, you’d have to be some obsessed pedant poring over minutiae …oh
Apparently Dylan says Ringo isn’t even the best drummer in The Beatles. At that point I reached for my revolver. And then I saw Joan Baez’s bottom and forgot all about it.
Some serendipity, my local arts cinema is showing Don’t Look Back next weekend. May check that out