A Complete Unknown
Bob Dylan is well known throughout the world for his music and his art. But he was a complete unknown in 1961 when he arrived in New York. The film starts there and takes the audience on a journey spanning the first four years of his music career. The facts are well documented and, while a dramatization, are well covered in this masterpiece of a film.
Timothée Chalamet captures the mystery of an unknown man, whose gumption and dumb luck led him to unexpected fame. What I am doing in this review is trying to convey how perfectly this was executed. Dylan is shown constantly writing new music, telling his stories. His songs reflect an uncertain time when nuclear war and civil rights were on the forefront of everyone’s minds. We look back at the 1960s and think counter culture, or hippie culture, but it was barely 15-20 years since World War II ended. That fear needed to be released. Dylan chose lyrics through folk music to release his.
However, he never expands upon subjects in his songs, nor reveals much, if any, of himself. He remains the unknown even after he achieves worldwide fame. He writes to move forward, making the present, the past. The only glimpses we get of the man are through song lyrics.
Thanks to the invention of technology that allows our voices to be recorded, songs are given to us in their entirety, with no changes, no evolution. We all have our favorite albums with our favorite songs that we listen to all the time. But this is where the film takes us through the theme of an artist vs a performer. Dylan puts the compositions together, records them, and performs them through tours. Yet, throughout, he continues writing showing a need to move on to say something else. While watching this I was struck by the thought, if we don’t demand people make the same speeches over and over again, why do we do that with songs? Of course there are performers out there happy to do so. But Dylan is not one of those performers.
Artistry in poetic lyrics continues to drive Dylan today. The amount of music he has released is simply mind blowing. This is the work of an artist. I completely understand why he was so reticent in doing the same thing all the time.
All of this dichotomy explodes when Dylan goes electric in 1965. People didn’t like that they couldn’t hear the same thing over and over again. What’s worse is that he is no longer making songs in the same genre. The irony lies in the fact that, in 1961, Dylan was promoted as a new face of folk, instead of the same thing repeated. He breaks free of that cycle, yet still remains popular, even though at a reduced level then some of the world’s superstars. But who cares? It’s Dylan’s life, and he reveals it the way he wants to.
Go see this movie even if you know Dylan’s story. The time flew by and I wanted to see more of his evolution of sound and message.