Rodin New York

Fair movie: now here’s Joan. Here’s Mike Bloomfield here’s Al Kooper and so on An unpleasant, manipulative man both sensitive to changing mores and typically abusive of women in particular. So Chalamet forgoes jewface and with tossled hair drawls his monotone. Zips around wild style. Sunglasses Voila Here’s Bob! Film flatlines for the most part until Newport and he goes electric. Then the film comes alive and gives a sense of the 60s. Purity? Puritanical? Hints at what is to come. Also some nice touches to recreate McDougal street in early 60s A lot of hype for a cute, all growed up Chalamet.