In between all my calls to action, I've watched all the tv and even went to a movie. The three of us were looking forward to seeing A Complete Unknown, the biopic about Bob Dylan. Well, B was really looking forward to it. I was looking forward to movie popcorn, and E- I don't really know. It was about a musician so we'll say- he had an interest. We went on Christmas Day. I'm writing about it now because it's awards season, the Oscars are coming, so there are interviews with the actors everywhere on the daily.
I didn't know anything about Bob Dylan. So I was going in with a totally open mind. I couldn't even name one song off the top of my head. If you played a popular one, I'd know some of the words but I couldn't tell you a name.
Totally not sure why this movie is being praised the way it has been. The acting- I get that. Timothy Chalamet, by all accounts, made himself into Dylan. Learning the mannerisms and the guitar playing and the voice. He did a great job. But the movie itself? I didn't get it. B agreed with me, so it's not like I'm just not a Dylan fan and didn't get it.
We've seen a lot of biopics- Elton John in Rocketman, Freddy Mercury in Bohemian Rhapsody. Johnny Cash in Walk the Line, The Doors. You were invested because you were seeing from the start, where they came from, what motivated them, their dysfunctional families. You were ROOTING for them to make it. Bob Dylan? Eh. The movie starts where he just somehow hitched from somewhere to Woody Guthrie in a hospital, was able to just walk into his hospital room, sing to Woody and Pete Seeger, he plays a few places thanks to Pete, and next thing you know, he's famous. There was very little struggle shown whatsoever as to his rise to fame. No parents telling him he'd never amount to anything. No living in squalor or in a van, trying to make it, doors slamming in his face.
Most of these other biopics show struggle. Struggle with family, with drugs and alcohol, sexuality, infidelity, anxiety. A few of those things, all of those things. Something. Bob Dylan just comes off as a narcissistic dick, possibly with some level of ASD. There is nothing in this movie that shows any insight into his mind, his motivations, etc. We don't even find out anything about his childhood, his parents, whether they were supportive, if he was close to them, NOTHING. They had one tiny moment in the movie where I think it was a party, someone seeing his real last name on his mail (Zimmerman), making what I think was a reference of "did you know he's Jewish?" to Sylvie, and then it was just brushed aside. Leave his mail alone and move on. It could've been a reference to whether she even knew Dylan wasn't his real name- Who. Knows. It wasn't fleshed out or explained in any way.
Why even do a biopic if you can't tell anything about the guy? Not only did we not find out any history, nothing about him being Jewish and how that fit into his life or shaped him, and none of how long it took to get recorded. Shit, if it was that easy to get a record deal, E was born in the wrong time for sure. We learn nothing about Dylan, except that his hair got bigger and frizzier and Phil Spector-like as the years went on. I've since read that Dylan is hugely into disguising and lying about his background. No one seems to know the real truth, even in biographies the truth is obscured, made up, etc. Maybe he isn't the person to make a big feature film about that's touted as a biopic? Leave it for a documentary about the era, the music, and all the people in that music scene then? I don't know. What I do know, is that it wasn't a real biopic.
The climax of the whole movie is the Newport Folk Festival of 1965 where Dylan wanted to play different music, electric, than he'd played all along. It wasn't what the conservative organizers or the fans wanted. It was "only" the difference between electric and acoustic though. I get that at that time it was a big deal, but in a movie being made and seen today- that ISN'T A CLIMAX. He didn't encounter struggle and strife over years time, at least in this movie, to get to this pivotal moment. When Freddy Mercury walked out in that end moment, everyone was cheering and clapping. You FELT that moment. There were TEARS. I felt nothing at the end of this movie except that I'd never get that three hours or whatever it was back.
I couldn't believe that was the big moment. He just seemed annoyed that he was being told what he could and couldn't do for this one particular festival. So what? Do or don't do the festival then. He does it, brings a mixed race band, they're showing people crying, carrying on, throwing stuff. For music fans now- this kind of thing doesn't even make sense. Who would even care. Sure, if Taylor Swift all of a sudden wanted to do death metal- that would be news, her fans wouldn't like it, and I guess they'd be upset? But electric vs acoustic? That's not a battle. Or it's not a battle anyone cares about now. Yes, I UNDERSTAND the significance for the TIMES. It just wasn't the same kind of conflict anyone would relate to now, besides being an artist not wanting to be the puppet of a label or anyone in charge.
Usually, there's a whole relationship aspect you're rooting for or against or feel something about. Like in Walk the Line- you wanted Johnny and June to figure it out even though it started out in a sordid way. Freddy Mercury- you understood the love he had for the woman, but you wanted him to be able to live his truth. You felt his struggle. You wanted him to win. Bob Dylan- I didn't care what happened to him, to him and Sylvie, him and Joan. It was never clear how he really felt about either of them. He was just sort of ambivalent about being with both of them. I know he married the real life Sylvie and had kids with her, but we didn't even see that. We just saw the anti-climax of this festival and was just kind of like- that's it? That's what we were working toward here?
Maybe the music and the lyrics are supposed to be the stars of this film. And that's fine. But just don't call it a biopic then. I feel like with a biopic, you want to leave with some kind of satisfying feeling of knowing the main character better. Like, when you read a memoir and feel like you KNOW this person. I know Bob Dylan the same amount now as I did before this movie. And I still don't care or even want to know anything more. His music spoke and continues to speak to people. Great. I'm just not one of them and watching this movie didn't make me anymore curious.