By Davis Rivera
Joel and Ethan Coen‘s new film about grief, pride, and the state of the folk music scene in 1961 brilliantly shows the humiliations and darkly comic surprises an unwavering dedication to one’s art can bestow on the artist. This gorgeously crafted film is an obvious labor of love for the Coens (they even shot part of the film on Jones Street where the cover of The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan was shot) and by the time it unveiled its poignant cameo, I did not want to bid farewell to one of the last great films of 2013: Inside Llewyn Davis.
Davis Rivera is the recipient of the Marguerite & Otis Walter Scholarship for Excellence in Art History, founded the UArts Literary Society, recently completed a book on the last American auteur, and is working on two films to be released this spring. He lives and works in Philadelphia, PA.
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