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Inside Llewyn Davis
In Greenwich Village in the early 1960s, gifted but volatile folk musician Llewyn Davis struggles with money, relationships, and his uncertain future following the suicide of his singing partner.
Glossing over the Coen's filmography confirms my immediate sentiment after finishing Inside Llewyn Davis. I have never been moved by one of their films. That is not what they do. They craft tales that shy the beaten path, fill them with semi-human characters and embrace the style they are working in wholeheartedly.
Inside Llewyn Davis has all the hallmarks of a Coen film. With one trump up its sleeve causing me to allow this film to grip me, shake me and leave me the same way it leaves its protagonist. With a wry smile and an empty heart. That trump is Llewyn Davis and his portayer, Oscar Isaac, who gives one of the best performances of that year.
I'll keep this short (I love how I say it as if all of my reviews are incredibly in-depth and lengthy) since I feel like I'll be passing out from exhaustion at any moment, but finally got around to watching this. I've been looking forward to seeing the Coen Brothers' Inside Llewyn Davis ever since I first heard about it, which is usually how it is for me whenever they have a new film coming out. But this is definitely my favorite film of theirs since No Country For Old Men back in 2007 (not saying that I didn't enjoy everything in-between).
I feel like pretty much everything about it this film is perfect, to me at least. Despite it's…
Like many of their protagonists, the Coen brothers make films that aren’t always easy to love. Although a great admirer of the duo and their unique brand of cinema there are only a handful of their films that I truly adore and most of those took more than one viewing to appreciate. As such it might take me a while to decide where Inside Llewyn Davis sits amongst the rest of their work even if its undeniable qualities shine through from its opening moments.
Loosely inspired by a chapter in the life of folk singer, Dave Van Ronk, Inside Llewyn Davis is a melancholic journey through the Greenwich Village folk scene of the early ‘60s following the titular Llewyn Davis,…
Inside Llewyn Davis plays like a real-time thought process of a damaged and longing soul. The title alone may be the most literal title ever to be given to a Coen brothers' film - the film is truly inside Llewyn's mind. His mind is how we see his world and his world is a weaving, incomplete and constantly unsettled pieces of a contemplative puzzle, held together by nothing more than the next thought or meditation. It's lost, but in a way we're here to find it as it beautifully pits a human crossroad into quiet beauty of the highest order.
The film begins and ends with the simple question of who would beat up a folk singer, but through it…
"Llewyn is the cat."
Even richer on second viewing. I feel you could watch this movie 100 times and not reach bottom. I laughed more, and I was moved more, and one performance choked me up more.
Someone needs to do a video essay putting the opening and closing scenes side by side, comparing and contrasting each shot and line reading, and examining what's changed and what stays the same, and why.
An odyssey through cigarette smoke, carrying a lonely soul from couch to couch and from disappointment to disappointment. Chilly, wintry cinema, packed with typical Coens humor (I could listen to Mulligan rant about condoms for days) but also distanced from the crisp time-period that it's depicting. Like the Coen Brothers have said, there's no need to parody the folk genre as everything is right up there on the screen, but there's still a plethora of swelling comfort and unwelcoming depression to be found, sliding a detailed character study into the aura of a peculiar environment. My favorite Coen Brothers film, and if I had to pick one reason why, I'd point you to the moment where an orange tabby cat experiences the rush of the subway for the first time, following the rapid lights as they strobe into oblivion.
You can practically feel the cold, biting, unforgiving winter air coming off the screen as Inside Llewyn Davis, the new and exquisite film from the Coen Brothers, unfolds. Set against the backdrop of the Greenwich Village folk scene in the early ‘60s, the film follows folk singer Llewyn Davis (Oscar Isaac, incredibly captivating here) during a particularly chilly, hellish week.
Inside Llewyn Davis
Running: 1 hr 50 min
Rating: R (language)
Review by Henry Heistand
The Coen brother’s latest project is revolves around a gifted folk singer (Oscar Isaac),) in Greenwich Village in the early 1960s who wants to be discovered as a musician, but who. However, he can’t seem to find a steady job, or even a home set in Greenwich Village in the early 60’s.. If you are looking for a feel -good film then this is not one of them. Regardless, it does however capture a time and a place when folk music was alive, which is captured by Bruno Delbonnel’s gorgeous cinematography.
I find it really hard for anyone to dislike this movie. I mean it has Oscar Isaac, good music and a cute cat. You got everything you need for a good film right here. Oscar Isaac shines here as Llewyn Davis, a struggling folk musician. His performance is genuine and perfect. Loved the direction from the Coen brothers: simple yet effective. The dark look of the movie is also worth noted: it adds to that feeling of struggle for poor Llewyn. If you like music, I don't understand how you can't love that movie. Really good movie. And the cat... aaaww.
SAW: at The Landmark, with Hans (and, incidentally, Caroline)
I haven't been able to stop thinking about this film since I saw it in theaters, over two and a half years ago. Certainly my favorite of the Coens impressive filmography, and one of the most humane portraits of a less fortunate life this side of WENDY AND LUCY.
watched with a 62 year old woman who said she'd get dirty with oscar isaac any day i couldnt agree w her more
it sure does look pretty but I stopped caring about what happened about halfway through ://
I'm the cat
Inside Llewyn Davis is the start of a recent trend in The Coen Brothers filmography exploring art in American culture. The mind of the artist. The intent behind the art that he or she creates. How the world around the artist is somehow involved with the creation in a weird way. This has been extremely popular in their work since this film and was continued over into the brilliant Hail, Caesar! But, present throughout this and all other films the Coens make, is the idea of paradoxes. The Coens are filmmakers all about the paradoxes of human existence and each film they make tackles a different paradox, whether it be art, police work, or....whatever the fuck The Big Lebowski is…
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