In O BROTHER, WHERE ART THOU? the Coens adapted the Greek legend of The Odyssey to American folk music. And now they've done the same thing again...maybe, kinda. Actually, despite having a character named Ulysses, I think it's more the Sisyphus story that The Odyssey. In any case, I don't know why I brought it up, beyond the superficial connection they're very different movies.
Llewyn Davis, portrayed wonderfully by Oscar Isaac, is a struggling folk singer in the bars of Greenwich Village, 1961. He's also kind of an asshole who pisses off everyone he knows. It's a slippery kind of film, a film that--much like its title character--exists when it wants to live. In many ways, it's the most Coen-esque of the Coen Brothers films. A film punctuated with great performances and some scenes of sublimity, and of course great music. But in the end, a film that...I can't tell you what it's about. It's a film that ends the way it begins (literally) and for all the sound and fury in between, I don't know if any of the characters--or the audience--learned something. But it sure was a nice ride.
And, for some reason, the credits end with a Kosher for Passover symbol.
Running Time: 104 minutes
My Total Minutes: 347,419