Took a lot of cigarette smoke to say Bob Dylan’s an asshole.
The main dialogue in this movie was spoken through cigarettes; Timmy’s jaws were so clenched you could barely hear a word. Not that he would say a lot of substance. It was a lot of creepy staring man.
Absolutely loved Pete and everything to do with him and his Folk Festival, would’ve preferred a movie about him or Joan or even Sylvie. Bob comes off as a soulless…
