Review of Bob Dylan – Don't Look Back (1967) by Jeremiah L — 19 Jul 2008
A wild tangle of hair, hawkish nose, half-lidded eyes, extravagant gestures, androgynous physicality; he's in his mid-twenties when his masterpiece, Bringing it all Back Home, is released. This is a guy who the Beatles worshiped and Andy Warhol feared. This is the de facto poet laureate of the sixties. He was at the pinnacle of fame, channeling genius, and he wasn't even old enough to grow a mustache.
Dylan never met his fans halfway, and he never compromised artistic discovery. He didn't care if he was idolized. He was smarter than us, and that's all the comfort he ever needed. Everyone else could go fuck themselves. There's never been a figure like Dylan in American pop culture. That's what makes this film a landmark of cinema verite: just watching him read the newspaper is enough.
This review of Bob Dylan – Don't Look Back (1967) was written by Jeremiah L on 19 Jul 2008.
Bob Dylan – Don't Look Back has generally received very positive reviews.
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