What do you think she meant when she said “a huge black monster with giant claws”?
God bless Antony. Were it not for him, this would be Lian Lunson’s dazzling little disaster, built on bad marketing and the egos of a half-dozen singers. To watch the trailer is to expect a documentary about the laureate of song himself, peppered with ever-so-relevant performancesÑa chronology of music. Instead, we have a concert interrupted by flat interviews and annoyingly frequent transitions and superimpositions; everything we would ever want to know about Leonard Cohen is found elsewhere, and everything we already know is found here: Bono discussing Cohen’s “sexy” voice and “Biblical significance,” the Edge touching on his importance to a generation, and so on. All the while the man himself is shot in such unprofessional close-ups that his head escapes into blur. He could easily have occupied the entire film, if only someone had let him.
by Adam Balz | Source: DVD
27 Nov 2007 9:34 AM | Submit Comment