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I'm curious what you found perplexing about it. Llewyn just seems to be a guy who gets in his own way and he is part of a fad that is becoming passe.
Took me a while to respond as I’ve been trying to verbalise my impression.

I very much doubt you’ll find it interesting; I tend to view most films with a great degree of aloofness, and they do not tend to touch me personally, but one thing I do always relate to/process quite personally is the idea of losing a child/pet/animal if one happens to have ended up in charge of one. I honestly remember my most immediate reaction to Brokeback Mountain (which I liked) being, Oh, God, these irresponsible distracted people aren’t minding the sheep, they’ll all run off a cliff (I exaggerate, but the level of irresponsibility did bemuse me).

I had a similar reaction to the cat situation here. Sure, it’s played for laughs and happened by accident, but I’ve owned cats and I didn’t find it funny; if anything, it affirmed my conviction that you can’t trust anyone with your cats, even for 5 minutes (during this summer’s heat wave in London a woman went to the coast and left her dog with a sitter. The sitter locked the dog in the conservatory where it literally boiled alive. Eli Roth-type stuff. I felt the same way about that situation; disgust, mostly). The way he acts once he has the cat is ridiculously irresponsible imo, it’s a living animal after all and to my mind, making sure the living thing is safe and cared for and not in distress would be someone’s immediate priority under the circumstances.

After that moment, I was largely annoyed at the character who’d be so careless after someone graciously let him couch-surf at short notice. A boring, holier-than-thou reaction, I’m aware, but such were my immediate feelings. In terms of bringing back the wrong cat, it’s either heartless, ****y behaviour, or plain idiocy. Neither of which I’m a fan of. Simply put, any likelihood of me empa- or sympathising with Llewyn ended there.

The cat thing aside, there just wasn’t much else to it. I liked the colours and the Bob Dylan moment, but even the soundtrack was quite forgettable, Justin Timberlake seemed incredibly out of place to me and kept throwing me out of the narrative.

A completely separate gripe I have with many (if not most) films about musicians/artists is that they all seem hellbent on exploring the negative minutiae, the humiliation and embarrassment and the relatives that try to make the person get a ‘real job’ etc, I find it predictable and, ultimately, boring. Few seem to dig under the surface or have an optimistic take that perhaps people are doing it just because they love it and as such, they’d never get discouraged (that was the sort of feeling I got from Tár, actually. I do like understated films, but nothing about this guy’s life kept me interested/questioning/wanting to know more.

I also really like most Coen brothers films. I was surprised that this one didn’t work for me, but then again, I seem to often know at the back of my mind which ones won’t, which must be why I’d been putting it off for so long.

Also a fair disclaimer: I’ve been a bit under the weather physically and emotionally, so it could just be the wrong day for it. I appreciate the cat thing may have rubbed me the wrong way more than it otherwise would have.



Don’t like the book, so only watching this for DDL.
I used to watch every DDL movie. Jack and Rose kinda killed it for me though.



The Thing From Another World - a 1951 classic sci-fi/cold war epic. An American army outpost is nearby when an extraterrestrial craft crashes in the frigid Arctic. A large humanoid body is removed from the wreckage and is accidentally thawed. The creature goes on a rampage, killing people in the base. A nosy newspaper reporter wants to get a story and a scientist (a suspicious occupation) wants to learn and communicate. This seems to imply that he's some sort of leftie.

It's really a cool (actually very very cold) movie, a terrific black and white, well shot movie, directed by Howard Hawks who kept the story concise and direct. Full of paranoia that is justified, it's a progenitor of the whole flying saucer/alien theme in movies. "Turn the human race into a food source".

It also has a great, menacing musical soundtrack.




Don’t like the book, so only watching this for DDL.
Love the book, love the movie. One of my faves.

I used to watch every DDL movie. Jack and Rose kinda killed it for me though.
Jack & Rose - love it.
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Took me a while to respond as I’ve been trying to verbalise my impression.

I very much doubt you’ll find it interesting; I tend to view most films with a great degree of aloofness, and they do not tend to touch me personally, but one thing I do always relate to/process quite personally is the idea of losing a child/pet/animal if one happens to have ended up in charge of one. I honestly remember my most immediate reaction to Brokeback Mountain (which I liked) being, Oh, God, these irresponsible distracted people aren’t minding the sheep, they’ll all run off a cliff (I exaggerate, but the level of irresponsibility did bemuse me).

I had a similar reaction to the cat situation here. Sure, it’s played for laughs and happened by accident, but I’ve owned cats and I didn’t find it funny; if anything, it affirmed my conviction that you can’t trust anyone with your cats, even for 5 minutes (during this summer’s heat wave in London a woman went to the coast and left her dog with a sitter. The sitter locked the dog in the conservatory where it literally boiled alive. Eli Roth-type stuff. I felt the same way about that situation; disgust, mostly). The way he acts once he has the cat is ridiculously irresponsible imo, it’s a living animal after all and to my mind, making sure the living thing is safe and cared for and not in distress would be someone’s immediate priority under the circumstances.

After that moment, I was largely annoyed at the character who’d be so careless after someone graciously let him couch-surf at short notice. A boring, holier-than-thou reaction, I’m aware, but such were my immediate feelings. In terms of bringing back the wrong cat, it’s either heartless, ****y behaviour, or plain idiocy. Neither of which I’m a fan of. Simply put, any likelihood of me empa- or sympathising with Llewyn ended there.

The cat thing aside, there just wasn’t much else to it. I liked the colours and the Bob Dylan moment, but even the soundtrack was quite forgettable, Justin Timberlake seemed incredibly out of place to me and kept throwing me out of the narrative.

A completely separate gripe I have with many (if not most) films about musicians/artists is that they all seem hellbent on exploring the negative minutiae, the humiliation and embarrassment and the relatives that try to make the person get a ‘real job’ etc, I find it predictable and, ultimately, boring. Few seem to dig under the surface or have an optimistic take that perhaps people are doing it just because they love it and as such, they’d never get discouraged (that was the sort of feeling I got from Tár, actually. I do like understated films, but nothing about this guy’s life kept me interested/questioning/wanting to know more.

I also really like most Coen brothers films. I was surprised that this one didn’t work for me, but then again, I seem to often know at the back of my mind which ones won’t, which must be why I’d been putting it off for so long.

Also a fair disclaimer: I’ve been a bit under the weather physically and emotionally, so it could just be the wrong day for it. I appreciate the cat thing may have rubbed me the wrong way more than it otherwise would have.
Thanks for responding. That dog story is horrific.
The cat sequence bothered me as well. It just under scores what kind of guy Llewyn is. He is disaffected and a user. I mean he won’t sing for the pleasure of the people whose food he is eating and house he is staying in. He’s miserable. Nobody likes a miserable minstrel.
I know you work in entertainment law. Am I right? So you see people who are making money at it. Llewyn’s a guy who had one record and it did not sell. When that happens you have to question whether you should stay in the business. I knew a lot of people who were in the arts when I was younger. The only one who had any success was also a high school English teacher. He was a playwright, and he doctored movie and television scripts. He started off as a stand-up comic and an actor. He used to go to auditions in New York and see a room full of guys who looked just like him. That is when he went into teaching. Another guy who was a guitarist started a carpet cleaning business.
My parents were part of the hippy/folk scene. I remember waking up as a kid and going downstairs seeing a man on the couch. I tried to crawl in with him (I was five) thinking he was my dad. I screamed so loud when I realized it wasn’t daddy. I remember going to the coffee house with my parents. It was quite a scene and that is a part of my love for this film. But I also did laugh at it continually. I certainly felt no pity for Llewyn. He was a jerk.



Thanks for responding. That dog story is horrific.
The cat sequence bothered me as well. It just under scores what kind of guy Llewyn is. He is disaffected and a user. I mean he won’t sing for the pleasure of the people whose food he is eating and house he is staying in. He’s miserable. Nobody likes a miserable minstrel.
I know you work in entertainment law. Am I right? So you see people who are making money at it. Llewyn’s a guy who had one record and it did not sell. When that happens you have to question whether you should stay in the business. I knew a lot of people who were in the arts when I was younger. The only one who had any success was also a high school English teacher. He was a playwright, and he doctored movie and television scripts. He started off as a stand-up comic and an actor. He used to go to auditions in New York and see a room full of guys who looked just like him. That is when he went into teaching. Another guy who was a guitarist started a carpet cleaning business.
My parents were part of the hippy/folk scene. I remember waking up as a kid and going downstairs seeing a man on the couch. I tried to crawl in with him (I was five) thinking he was my dad. I screamed so loud when I realized it wasn’t daddy. I remember going to the coffee house with my parents. It was quite a scene and that is a part of my love for this film. But I also did laugh at it continually. I certainly felt no pity for Llewyn. He was a jerk.
That’s actually really helpful! It totally changed how I interpreted it. Assuming it’s ‘official’/understood in the diegetic sense that he’s meant to be unlikeable, I no longer feel that I ‘missed the point’. I guess it’s your last sentence that clarifies it for me the most, as if one isn’t meant to sympathise with him that much/pity him, then I wasn’t that far off the mark.

And yes, I’ve seen a lot of celebs, including entertainment (I do more boring and safe corporate stuff now, mainly with investment banks, but that’s very recent - the pandemic broke me - before that, it was all Formula 1 drivers and patent lawsuits). I still work with a few in a slightly different capacity, but they are the same spoilt messed-up people. There’ve been a few cases over the years that I’d prefer to forget, but when it comes to the ‘creative’/entertainment clients, one thing I’d consistently observed is that they are driven. They go after shit till the bitter end. And though many of them may be despicable people, I’ve always really respected that. Then again, perhaps because of that, we have heard some proper Tony Montana shit, such as, ‘Mr X is not best pleased. You’d better fix that, or we’ll all be sorry.’

Yup, really. On a conference call with 15 people from the leadership team present.



Hope I’m not too tired and will actually go to the cinema and watch it.

This is awesome. Incredibly fun. Allison rocks as ever.
Yup, almost nothing to complain about, except the doll movement after the power failure is kind of cliché. But hell, what a fun ride.
10/10.



Back to loading my movie list with filler and fodder, I'm back on Jesus Franco. But I'm specifically looking for his worst movies, notably outside of his worst era in which he was making a bunch of lesbian porn in the years before his death. I just finished Revenge in the House of Usher. Totally boring, saved from a zero by an obvious attempt at putting together a psychological horror story which still can't even acquire a half-star because it's just so boring and not scary at all. I'm thinking this gets half of half a star. So the next is Vampire Junction if it's not porn.



The Thing From Another World - a 1951 classic sci-fi/cold war epic. An American army outpost is nearby when an extraterrestrial craft crashes in the frigid Arctic. A large humanoid body is removed from the wreckage and is accidentally thawed. The creature goes on a rampage, killing people in the base. A nosy newspaper reporter wants to get a story and a scientist (a suspicious occupation) wants to learn and communicate. This seems to imply that he's some sort of leftie.

It's really a cool (actually very very cold) movie, a terrific black and white, well shot movie, directed by Howard Hawks who kept the story concise and direct. Full of paranoia that is justified, it's a progenitor of the whole flying saucer/alien theme in movies. "Turn the human race into a food source".

It also has a great, menacing musical soundtrack.
I agree with your points. A fascinating and well done film, one of the best sci-fi movies of the '50s. I like it better than the remake, despite the modern technical capacites.



Well I tried Edge of Darkness a war picture from the 40's and couldn't finish it. So then I tried a French film Max Mon Amour from the 80's and didn't finish it. I may finish An Autumn Sonata a Japanese film or I may watch The Harder They Come. We shall see.