Thursday, December 01, 2005

Greil Marcus can annoy and I've no great desire to read any more of his sometimes insufferable books, but this essay on No Direction Home is almost coherent and likeable. I got sidetracked from the posts I was going to do on NDH but one would've been about what Scorsese brings to it as a film-maker (the film-maker), which Marcus touches on.

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