First time I'd been in a commercial, non-art cinema for some time. I was astounded by the onslaught of commercials before the previews even begin — at last twenty ads, for cars, pharmaceuticals, soft drinks, and whatnot. Oh you Masters of Bullshit . . .
Thoroughly enjoyed the film, though. . . Oh, those lyrics . . .
I haven't seen the movie yet nor have any of my local friends but we're all Dylan fans living in rural PA with limited access to movie theaters. My earliest memory of Dylan was when I worked as a CIT (Counselor in Training) at a YMHA day camp in the early 1960's. The kids on the bus would sing Blowin' in the Wind and I remember thinking: That guy, whoever he is, has the right idea!
BTW, I thoroughly enjoyed your essay! Been to Pier Village, once and never returned.
First time I'd been in a commercial, non-art cinema for some time. I was astounded by the onslaught of commercials before the previews even begin — at last twenty ads, for cars, pharmaceuticals, soft drinks, and whatnot. Oh you Masters of Bullshit . . .
Thoroughly enjoyed the film, though. . . Oh, those lyrics . . .
30 minutes of commercials & not one coming attraction of interest
I haven't seen the movie yet nor have any of my local friends but we're all Dylan fans living in rural PA with limited access to movie theaters. My earliest memory of Dylan was when I worked as a CIT (Counselor in Training) at a YMHA day camp in the early 1960's. The kids on the bus would sing Blowin' in the Wind and I remember thinking: That guy, whoever he is, has the right idea!
BTW, I thoroughly enjoyed your essay! Been to Pier Village, once and never returned.
There used to be movie theaters in walking distance. No more.
Wise. Sensible.