Thursday, March 03, 2011
Sleep is for dreamers
I don’t know man. I watched this in two parts, because of its length that is, and that ain’t really the right way. Anyhow, I wasn’t into it in many ways - it’s a bit artsy for my liking, it zigzags, swings and sways, all haywire. Or maybe I’m just too fucken stupid, too fucken simple-minded to realize any better. I’m sure the Dylan-enthusiasts do their utmost to pick up the intricate details - the secrets - of the film and succumb to the heart and soul of the whole thing, but I wasn’t quite there. But the film has some good music (if you like Bob Dylan that is), nicely poetic feel and decent acting, so it wasn’t shite all the way through
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