By Chris Luckett
4½ stars out of 5
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After nearly 30 years of making movies,
from the goofily comedic Raising Arizona
to the Oscar-courting Fargo, the Coen
brothers have attained a rare status nowadays: directors the general public
pays attention for. “Coen brothers movies” aren’t released; they arrive.
Inside
Llewyn Davis, the brothers’ 18th film, centres
itself on the folk singers of Greenwich Village in 1961. The titular character,
played by 10 Years’ Oscar Isaac, is
one such artist. In the wake of his former singing partner committing suicide,
Davis grumpily sings his songs for heckling crowds, struggles to make meagre
amounts of money, and sleeps on a different acquaintance’s couch every night.
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As a character, Llewyn Davis is a horrible
person. He sleeps with a married woman (and possibly impregnates her), he gets
angry with everyone close to him while abusing their generosity, and he even
heckles an elderly woman to tears. Isaac has such a curmudgeonly charm, though,
that it elevates the character. Davis is his own worst enemy, by Isaac still
makes you feel bad for him.
Much like the aimless Davis, the plot of
the movie bounces around from setting to setting. One the one hand, the movie’s
lack of kinetic action is smartly reflective of Davis’s stagnation as an
artist. On the other, many scenes in the middle third of the movie could almost
be shuffled around with negligible effect on the overall film.
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While the story leaves something to be
desired, nothing else about the film disappoints. The performances, from Isaac’s
to Carey Mulligan’s to Justin Timberlake’s to John Goodman’s, are all fantastic
and the characters feel completely three-dimensional. The soundtrack, sung
entirely by the cast, is haunting and catchy. The lighting, the cinematography,
the directing, the costumes – it’s all beautifully done.
Inside
Llewyn Davis feels like a fusion of the Coens’
comedic and dramatic sensibilities, and the tone mostly works. It isn’t as
outright funny as The Big Lebowski
nor as prestigiously dramatic as No
Country for Old Men, but Inside
Llewyn Davis arrives in style and makes a lasting impression with a voice
all its own.
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