| "God help all of you" |
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| written by DSchirmer |
February 5, 2008 - 2:23 AM PST |
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0 out of 1 members found this review helpful
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Hammy performances and dialogue that's hallucinatory when it's not naive makes this either a great mess of a backstage musical or one of the best political films ever made. Only Bob Dylan seems to know what's going on and he's not talking, or when he does he mumbles incoherently. But Dylan aside, John Goodman's rambling comic turn as deadbeat concert promoter Uncle Sweetheart, as lucid as it is cynical, is the one to watch. Only Mickey Rourke, as the newly-self-appointed president of the Third World country the action takes place in (the capital of which looks a lot like LA), comes anywhere close, especially in his first address upon assuming power when he tells the nation, "No more stupidity. No more mistakes. It's a new day. God help all of you."
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| Too Much John Goodman |
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| written by squad |
November 10, 2004 - 12:08 PM PST |
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0 out of 5 members found this review helpful
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| Dylan seems to be Zimmerman saying, "Here are the fruits of what was blowing in the wind." A decidedly cynical movie depicting a world that has rejected the white-bread culture of Zimmerman's youth. Not tidy but wonderfully textured. Too much of John Goodman, who due to his TV career and clownish films has become a commodity. Goodman's oafish presence does serve as a foil for the precision of age that is Zimmerman the musician. The musical numbers attest to this mastery of the form by Dylan/Fate. Jessica Lange is very sexy in her middle age, and Penelope Cruz was a revelation to me because I was not familiar with this actress. At first I thought she was Salma Hayek with a prosthetic nose, and I was thinking that Hayek could act after all. Speaking of prosthetics, catch Jeff Bridges toupee showing in his final scene. Never a Dylan fan in his early days, I now identify with his grizzled survivor's persona. |
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