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A COMPLETE UNKNOWN

(SEARCHLIGHT PICTURES/WALT DISNEY STUDIOS/TSG ENTERTAINMENT/VERITAS ENTERTAINMENT/WHITE WATER/RANGE MEDIA PARTNERS/THE PICTURE COMPANY/TURNPIKE FILMS(141 minutes; Rated R); 2024)

Biopics are always fraught with possible problems, among them an army of fans and pundits waiting to pounce on every historical inaccuracy and to analyze the actors playing the key figures, judging whether or not they did an authentic enough job portraying those figures… an especially opinionated exercise when it comes to MUSICAL biopics. Sometimes there is general agreement that the film did a good job (recent biopics on Ray Charles, Elton John and Queen, for example). And sometimes a film in this category flames out so quickly, hardly anyone even bothers to see it (anyone remember that Bowie film a couple of years ago that couldn’t even get the rights to use most of Bowie’s music?). James Mangold, the director of the superb new Bob Dylan biopic A COMPLETE UNKNOWN, is clearly aware of the burden placed on him to credibly tell the story of a true musical icon… he’s braved these waters before with his Johnny Cash film, WALK THE LINE, which mostly won audiences and critics over, despite some liberties taken here and there with facts. Mangold had his two main stars in that film do their own singing, a challenging task for Joaquin Phoenix, who played the man in black, and Reese Witherspoon, who delivered an Oscar-winning performance as June Carter. But Mangold did an impressive job selecting the parts of that story he wanted audiences to see, and using the enduring collaboration and initially iffy romance between Cash and Carter as his cinematic throughline, an artistic decision that worked quite well.

A COMPLETE UNKNOWN (MONICA BARBARO, TIMOTHEE CHALAMET) (screenshot)

All of this is to say that Mangold had an even loftier task bringing the story of the legendary Bob Dylan to life; Dylan is one of the most important and influential singer/songwriters of all time, and every music fan in the world over a certain age knows SOMETHING about the performer and has impressions (and favorite periods) developed over more than a half century of pop culture evolution. How could you make a worthy film about a musician who meant so much to so many, and still does? Well, two key decisions pointed the way: one was to focus entirely on Dylan’s first five years, when he made the biggest splash as the Greenwich Village “folkie” inconoclast who changed the rules and forced a debate about Folk music versus Rock and Roll to come to the surface, most notably at the infamous Newport Folk Festival. The second decision was to find the right actor to play Mister Zimmerman (Timothee Chalamet, simply superb) and have a good part of the script deal with two key women in Dylan’s first phase: Joan Baez (played here by Monica Barbaro) and Sylvie Russo (a character based on the real-life Suze Rotolo, an artist and activist Dylan was romantically involved with for a while and is pictured with him on the cover of his debut, THE FREEWHEELIN’ BOB DYLAN). Elle Fanning plays that role in the film with charm and often heartbreaking vulnerability. Anyway, A COMPLETE UNKNOWN does an effective job alternating scenes of Dylan singing his powerhouse and emotive songs and building an awestruck following in the process, with scenes showing his interactions with the already established Joan Baez (who inevitably falls for him after seeing his charisma and obvious talent) and the slightly more angsty young artist who shares his bed. It’s hard to just concisely sum up how well this movie delivers on these things. Chalamet is an absolute marvel, able to capture enough of Dylan’s early originality and relentless drive to convince you that you’re really in the presence of this legendary (and often prickly) performer, who simply will NOT reveal all his secrets or willingly be told what to do. I was frankly in AWE much of the time of Chalamet’s singing and successful portrayal of the inscrutable personality quirks that history has shown Dylan to always have had. You get whole songs sometimes and partial performances at other times, but it ALWAYS sounds authentic, with a handful of moments truly standing out musically, among them “Song for Woody” (a tune Dylan wrote for Woody Guthrie, who is seen ailing in a hospital bed early on when the young Bob visits and encounters Woody and fellow folk icon Pete Seeger (Edward Norton), “Girl From the North Country,” “Blowin’ In the Wind,” “The Times They Are A-Changin’,” and at least the first portion of “Highway 61 Revisted,” which is killer and I wish the film HAD given us the full song. I was personally absolutely riveted by every single scene showing Dylan interacting with Joan Baez, as I have some knowledge of that part of the story, and Baez was an early favorite of my late brother. Baez tires of Dylan’s abrasiveness and self-centered manner, flatly stating in one scene, “You’re kind of an asshole, Bob.” It’s absolutely not in the cards for these two very serious musicians to truly gel romantically, but they can’t avoid or ignore each other during this period. When they duet on an absolutely stunning live performance of Dylan’s song “It Ain’t Me Babe” at Newport, the way it is filmed and the subtext of the lyrics results in one of the most singular and memorable musical performances ever put on film. Seriously, I got chills from this scene, and the way Barbaro looks at Chalamet’s Dylan with a combination of respect for his immense talent and knowing sadness that he is ultimately sort of “unreachable,” is cinema magic. I loved Barbaro’s performance, and I loved the script, truthfully. There are so MANY moments that felt right to me as both a musician myself and a longtime observer of pop culture and the ever-changing music industry. You get plenty of scenes dealing with the industry’s attempt to capitalize on Dylan’s talent, by the way, and to reign in his sometimes unruly ways, culminating in the widely known controversy when Dylan “went electric” at the Newport Festival. It’s all engrossing stuff. And I can’t leave out Edward Norton’s solid performance as Pete Seeger… he’s our guide to the role that folk music was playing in the culture in the early ‘60s, an admirer (and mentor at times) of the stunning young talent who quickly starts changing the musical landscape Seeger has been a part of for so long, and the wise veteran who knows how songs can unite people in uncertain times (made clear by scenes showing the nuclear confrontation between the US and Soviet Union and growing civil unrest, something the Sylvie character addresses), but is concerned that Dylan may DIVIDE, rather than unite the audience.

A COMPLETE UNKNOWN (CHARLIE TAHAN, TIMOTHEE CHALAMET, ELI BROWN ) (screenshot)

That actually DID happen for a short time, but it’s quite clear that Dylan was simply ahead of the curve, and was too important and effective a songwriting voice to be held back by ANYONE… whether established peers like Baez and Seeger, his manager Albert Grossman (Dan Fogler) and other industry types invested in him, or an audience sometimes not willing to initially go along with the “new sounds” and aesthetic that Dylan was determined to explore. The film ends with Dylan heading off down the road on his trusty motorcycle, and we all know that the musician was soon to have a serious accident that would lay him up for a significant period and result in significant changes in his music. But I absolutely found myself feeling that A COMPLETE UNKNOWN had made almost all the right decisions: WHEN to begin the story (there is nothing about Dylan’s childhood, for example, something I’ve read a bit of grumbling about), when to end it, and how his music – and personality – significantly affected both those around him and those in his audience. You’re plunked down, as a viewer, into the middle of a vibrant Greenwich Village scene, and you’re given enough of a legendary artist’s music, impact and mysteriously insular nature, to gain fresh insight into how Dylan changed things, as well as to feel like you’ve time traveled a bit. I was consistently riveted by A COMPLETE UNKNOWN, and truly emotionally stirred by most of its scenes. Yes, it’s a terrific musical biopic. But even more, it’s a significant piece of cinema and possibly the best film James Mangold has directed (kudos also to his co-screenwriter Jay Cocks). Offhand, I can’t think of a better and more significant cinematic tale of how a musician came to change the world and remained mysterious and unpredictable throughout. Look for some Oscar nominations and plenty of revived interest in this Dylan fellow… I hear he is still around and doing things that people still argue about to this day.

A FRAGILE TOMORROW: MAKE ME OVER

(MPRESS RECORDS; 2015) A REVIEW FROM THE VAULT

South Carolina four-piece A Fragile Tomorrow features the brothers Kelly – Sean and Dominic, two of a set of triplets (the third passed away several years back), and their non-multiple sibling, Brendan – and bassist Shaun Rhoades. MAKE ME OVER is the group’s fifth studio album and first for indie label Mpress Records; lead vocalist Sean Kelly is the primary songwriter and his glam rock tendencies drive the sound, so… fans of Marc Bolan, David Bowie and, for the power pop-minded amongst you, Cheap Trick, strap in for one heck of a fun ride!

A FRAGILE TOMORROW (Brendan Kelly, Dominic Kelly, Sean Kelly, Shaun Rhoades) (photo credit: TOM MOORE)

The album kicks off with Sean’s paean to the legendary Slade vocalist and glam rock icon, “Make Me Over (Noddy Holder).” Actually, the track is Kelly wondering if pursuing the rock and roll lifestyle is really worth all the trouble: “Maybe we can start all over/Change our name and make me over.” Now that I see that in writing, that happened to Holder and his band before glamming up their image and purposely misspelling key words in song titles. The song features a pulsing, hard rock undercarriage, courtesy of drummer Dominic Kelly and the double whammy of bassist Shaun Rhoades (he of the standard electric variety) and guest musician, Ted Comerford (he of the twelve-string version). And, just that quickly, this record is off and running. “Tie Me Up Again” slows things down a bit, though it is equally as introspective as the first song. There are guitars aplenty from Sean and his non-wombmate brother, Brendan; I’m reminded of the Byrds’ “Eight Miles High” (in a very jangly and precise way) and very early psychedelic Alice Cooper (via a sped up guitar freakout, a la Glen Buxton). The number also features a string quartet (cellist Ward Williams, violist Rachael Jones and violinists Diana Brewer and Lyais Hung, who crop a few more times later on), quite a nice addition. Musically speaking, “Billion” is sort of Beatlesque thing which quickly morphs into a spry little Power Pop affair that could very easily have outstayed its welcome; as is, it kinda ended at the perfect time. A ton of cool guitars keep things interesting, as does the bouncy drumwork. Another lush, jangley, pop tune, “One of Two, Two of Three,” hearkens back to such 1960s psychedelic-pop acts as the Jefferson Airplane, Roy Wood’s (and, later, Jeff Lynne’s) the Move, PET SOUNDS-era Beach Boys, as well as early ‘60s Phil Spector produced “Wall of Sound” records. Even the “trippy” title and the lyrically vague implications are drawn from that same general time period and fertile asthetic; the words still ring agonizingly true today: “One of two, two of three/Everything is as it seems/It’s not black and white, cut and dry.” Next, we have “Kissing Games,” a heartbroken power pop ballad that SOUNDS far happier than the words imply. It’s actually more of a self-empowering note that this person is finished being used and is taking control of his own life for once. The string quartet returns and is more upfront than on “Tie Me Up Again.” Rachael Sage offers up some very nice piano and bassist Rhoades delivers one of his best performances here. “Tell Me How To Feel” is shiny, poppy and pretty with a definite “Then He Kissed Me” vibe during the intro and with the drums throughout. It’s one of the few tracks here to feature the group’s four core members alone; only the odd guitar signatures save it from being the most disposable song on the record. The first lines of “In My Mind” says everything you need to know about A Fragile Tomorrow and MAKE ME OVER: “Oh, unrequited love/It’s kind of my thing.” Shimmery and solemn, the number is another “everything PLUS the kitchen sink” kinda thing with sleigh bells, timpani, guitars of varied stripes and, of course, the string quartet. Even though it seems like the song is about to take off a couple of times, it remains in first gear all the way… Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

A FRAGILE TOMORROW (Brendan Kelly, Dominic Kelly, Shaun Rhoades, Sean Kelly) (photo credit: TOM MOORE)

Hit Parade” is about the ultimate search for that ever illusive “Hit Single.” Unlike most of the rest of the album, the song features the four band members exclusively along with an actual guitar solo; it’s very catchy, in an XTC sort of way with lyrics that include: “Same old turn of phrase/Here’s your chord change/Please make way for the hit parade/All my dignity’s gone.” That pretty much sounds like every musician I’ve ever met! “Interlude” is an odd little ditty that features absolutely none of the actual band members, with samples by Michaelangelo, drums by Russ Broussard (even though I really didn’t hear them) and, naturally, the by-now obligatory string quartet. “Siouxsie” is obviously a song about X-Ray Spex singer Poly Styrene. With vocals by Dominic and guest artist Mark Hart (of Crowded House fame) providing organ and lap steel, it is actually a tune extolling the (many) virtues of Siouxsie Sioux and her undeniable influence on – not only punk and Goth – but popular music in general. It’s fun and bubbly and you may catch yourself humming along to the melody… in a totally anarchic punk kind of way, of course. John Cowsill and the Bangles’ Vicki Peterson add their voices to “Everybody Knows,” another wicked swipe at stardom. The track is sort of a lo-fi avant-surf masterpiece with a guitar/trumpet (the latter provided by Clay White) interplay that’s echoey and (maybe) backwards; that alone makes the song, at the very least, quite interesting. “Can’t You Hear Me” is another cool power pop thing that features, of all things, a singing saw performed by the multi-talented Clay White. Everything is hitting on all cylinders on this one; it’s a definite favorite on what is a fairly solid record. I think that the term “bonus track” may have been applied to “One Way Ticket (Coda)” simply because it features Joan Baez (THE!) and Indigo Girls Amy Ray (on mandolin) and Emily Saliers (on banjo). I mean, those are some heavyweight names right there! Did I forget to mention that the cut also features White and his saw? This song alone makes MAKE ME OVER worth owning. Yeah… it is THAT good. Of course, you get the additional bonus of the first twelve songs, too. So, what are you waiting for? Pick up your very own copy from your favorite dispenser of fine music… now!