This radical advancement of the concert documentary receives a superlative transfer from the Criterion Collection.
The supplements on this release honor the film’s ambiguous, earnest, allusive spirit.
The album encompasses the infinite potential for grace and disaster during the most turbulent of ages.
The undiminished spirit of Music from Big Pink deserves to be experienced for a lot longer than 50 years.
It look both old and new, subtly insisting that our hopeful and tortured past is also possibly our present.
Dylan’s standards are real artistic statements, premeditated and effective as any of his other recent work.
Dylan aficionados and casual listeners alike ought not to look any further for a more comprehensive immersion into this phase of his career.
Throughout, Dylan balances out any hints of winking self-awareness by freighting his new compositions with a heavy air of wistful sadness
The book is more a corroboration for the initiated than inquest for the infidels.
If it’s all not quite enough to declare a new golden age, it’s certainly cause to be eager for what lies ahead.
On the visual front, it seems highly unlikely that Bruno Delbonnel will be passed over in the Cinematography field.
Was it fate that John Hurt provided the narration for Ben Whishaw’s 2006 breakout, Perfume?
On his 35th studio album, Bob Dylan declaims in the old, epic mode.
It’s unlikely that Dont Look Back will ever look better than it does on Docurama’s Blu-ray release.
The rhythm of the gym dictates the rhythm of the film.
Christmas in the Heart comes off as something of an oddity, a feeling not lessened by the fact that this is a Bob Dylan Christmas album.
One consolation Together offers is the fact these songs are going to absolutely kill when played live.
Tell Tale Signs is not the second coming of Self-Portrait, but it’s a hell of a head-scratcher.
D.A. Pennebaker’s film is a veritable Rorschach test.
I’m Not There merely adds up to a series of colorful set pieces.