Inside Llewyn Davis
d. Joel Coen and Ethan Coen (2013)
The Criterion Collection Spine: #794
Blu-ray Release Date: January 19, 2016

Screen captures below are taken from The Criterion Collection Blu-ray disc.

I reviewed this film back in April 2014 when I first saw it. Now that it has a Criterion release, which is stacked with exceptional features, I wanted to reprint that review here and take a look at the features on the Criterion Collection release.

Inside Llewyn Davis (2013) is one of the few movies that I’ve finished and then immediately started watching again. Here, the Coen Brothers have crafted a intimate film about one man’s inability to connect to those around him and his consequent Sisyphean struggle to make any headway in his life.

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The film begins at Greenwich Village’s famous The Gaslight Café in 1961, and we’re treated to a performance: folk singer Llewyn Davis (Oscar Isaac) is singing “Hang Me, Oh Hang Me.”

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After the performance the manager tells Llewyn he has a friend waiting for him outside. A friend? We learn later on that, really, Llewyn doesn’t have any friends, and certainly none that would just be waiting outside. Stepping outside, we see a man in silhouette. Suddenly the realistic smoky light of the performance is replaced by something a bit more stylistic and certainly more threatening. The man gives Llewyn a bit of a beating and walks away.

In the next scene, Llewyn wakes up at the Gorfein’s (Ethan Phillips and Robin Bartlett), an older, academic couple who has befriended Llewyn, probably because of his novelty as a folk singer. Llewyn resents this, though it’s hard to see how he could support himself without their brand of commission (and they are not the only ones of their type who latch on to Llewyn and whom he begrudgingly “performs” for). Llewyn wanders around the Gorfein’s apartment in the morning after they’ve left; he is obviously alien but enjoying some peace in the moment. When he finally does leave, the Gorfein’s cat slips out the door with him, the door is locked, and now Llewyn is stuck with a cat who will, we see, have his own incredible journey, one perhaps more successful than Llewyn’s.

I could go through this movie scene by scene, character-by-character — it’d be worth it to me to ruminate that way, and I’d still only scratch the surface — but here I want to reign myself in a bit and focus on the mythic aspects of the film, the aspects that link this film more with Barton Fink and Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?

In many ways, the film is set up as a kind of journey of the soul with parallels in Llewyn’s literal journey around points in Manhattan, to Chicago, and then back to Greenwich Village for the final scene. It’s an odyssey, and as such it’s somewhat episodic as various characters enter and exit Llewyn’s life.

Principally, we meet Jean (Carey Mulligan) and her husband Jim (Justin Timberlake). They are also folk singers, and maybe Llewyn sees them as sell-outs. They have a home, after all, that he often sleeps in. Perhaps they’ve given up the genuine struggle of the soul, an artistic necessary in Llewyn’s estimation, in order to get some material comfort.

Just after he leaves the Gorfein’s, Llewyn takes the cat to Jean and Jim’s home, just as a safe place. When he goes back to retrieve the cat, Jean is furious. Why’s there a cat here? And, no, Llewyn you cannot sleep here tonight. And, also, I’m pregnant. Jean does not know if Jim or Llewyn is the father. If it’s Jim’s, she wants it. If it’s Llewyn’s, she wants to abort it. Since there is no way of knowing, she feels there is no other alternative but to abort the pregnancy.

One criticism I’ve heard of the film is that Jean is shrill. There’s no doubt that Jean is absolutely furious with Llewyn. She hates him. But, to me, it appears that it’s a hatred born of love and passion. Jim is a wonderful man, truly generous and kind in every scene we see him in. But perhaps Jean feels more passionately toward Llewyn, definitely in hatred, but also perhaps in love. Her vitriol is directed at Llewyn, but I think it’s all the more intense because she loves him.

Nevertheless, that train has left the station: Jean and Llewyn are not meant to be. This is underlined nicely in another of the film’s great music scenes, where Jean and Jim sing “Five Hundred Miles”:

If you missed the train I’m on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

Not a shirt on my back
Not a penny to my name
Lord, I can’t go back home this ole way.

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The number ties in nicely with Llewyn’s own unmoored journey through life, his failed relationships (with Jean and others), and also with the links to Homer’s Odyssey.

Llewyn feels his best shot at getting out of his rut is to travel to Chicago and, hopefully, get a gig with producer Bud Grossman (F. Murray Abraham). To make the trip possible he splits gas money with Roland Turner (in another fine performance from John Goodman), a jazz musician with his own problems, though at least he seems to have a successful career. Up to this point in the film we’ve heard mentions of Llewyn’s old music partner, Mike Timlin, and we know Mike is dead. Llewyn is still in shock, though he’s been trying to move on to the solo scene. Here we get a bit more of the story, and a glimpse at the other-worldly power of Roland Turner. Llewyn tells Roland that Mike jumped off the George Washington Bridge, and Roland simply says:

George Washington Bridge? You throw yourself off the Brooklyn Bridge, traditionally. George Washington Bridge? Who does that?

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The whole trip to Chicago is strange and otherworldly, really taking advantage of the soft focus photography by Bruno Delbonnel, kind of like Llewyn’s passage into the underworld. Llewyn ends up having an argument with Turner — as he does with almost everyone. Upset, Turner tells Llewyn that he doesn’t need to physically best Llewyn; he has cursed Llewyn. It might not be for years, but some day Llewyn is going to wake up and wonder why his life is so terrible. It’s kind of like Goodman is reprising his role as (maybe) the Devil from Barton Fink, capable of supernatural powers, an incarnation of some subconscious demon. Of course, it’s not necessary to go that far: Roland can see that Llewyn already thinks his life is terrible, and he’s got no qualms pointing it out.

The meeting with Bud Grossman goes poorly, and Llewyn continues to wander in his own personal hell.

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Which brings me to the point I want to focus on, and this requires me to discuss the ending of the film. So, if you’re not already wary of spoilers, let me warn younow.

When the meeting in Chicago goes poorly, it’s sort of the end of the line. I love how Richard Brody put it here: “Davis is, in effect, condemned to return to his life, to New York, to face the same travails all over again.” But first, perhaps we see a glimmer of hope. He makes up with the Gorfein’s (I didn’t describe the awful fight they had), and goes back to the Gaslight to perform a powerful rendition of “Fare Thee Well.”

He steps off the stage, the manager tells him his friend is waiting outside, and there’s the man in the hat waiting to beat Llewyn — again? And, thus, the end is the beginning, on and on, maybe forever. Some great detective work has led some to suspect the year is now 1963 (that’s the year The Incredible Journey came out, and its poster is seen in the film; that’s also the year Bob Dylan recorded his own song “Farewell,” which he’s singing at The Gaslight as Llewyn steps out to see that friend). There are other clues that this end is slightly different from the beginning, and all of it leads to a wonderful effect.

Sure, this could be Llewyn’s curse, brought on by Roland Turner (and maybe plenty of others), condemning Llewyn to life, wandering the streets of New York, an unknown, with a cat that does make it home. Llewyn’s own lines suggest perpetuity: “If it was never new, and it never gets old, then it’s a folk song.”

He also says, “I’m tired. I thought I just needed a night’s sleep, but it’s more than that.”

And maybe Bud Grossman’s advice is Llewyn’s only escape. When Grossman suggests Llewyn join a group of musicians rather than go solo, Llewyn says no, he already had a partner. Grossman says, “My suggestion: get back together.” Llewyn’s response: “That’s good advice.”

Perhaps Llewyn is already dead. When he wakes up at the Gorfein’s home, Mozart’s Requiem is playing in the background. And then there are the great lines from the first song we heard, “Hang Me, Oh, Hang Me”:

Hang me, oh, hang me, I’ll be dead and gone.
Hang me, oh, hang me, I’ll be dead and gone.
I wouldn’t mind the hanging, but the laying in the grave so long
Poor boy, I’ve been all around this world.

Is this what it’s like to lie in the grave so long? At any rate, doomed to pass this blank stage of his life again and again, Llewyn is no longer Odysseus but Sisyphus, repeating the struggle forever. Llewyn’s last words suggest return: as he watches the man in the hat drive off, he says, “Au revoir.”

But, of course, we don’t need to take this all that far and assume the tale of Llewyn Davis is some kind of actual curse. It’s the feeling. The Coens are not, I don’t think, making this man’s tale a myth; rather, they are utilizing myth to emphasize the very real struggle of Llewyn Davis, and others like him, who, despite his flaws and his general misanthropy, doesn’t seem to deserve the seemingly never-ending struggle that comes when one cannot place oneself in this world.

It’s a dark film, textured, layered, all those great words that you use when you could watch the same film over and over again and keep seeing new and familiar things.

The Criterion Collection edition: The first rumor that The Criterion Collection was going to release Inside Llewyn Davis was surprising. It was New Year’s Day 2015, and The Criterion Collection released a drawing that hinted at forthcoming titles. There on the beach was a bearded Oscar Isaac carrying a guitar and a cat. How much more direct could you be? Only, the film had just gotten a Blu-ray release. Furthermore, this would be the first Coen Brothers film to get into the Criterion Collection, despite rumors that Barton Fink was coming. I, for one, was thrilled. I love this film, though I also wondered just what The Criterion Collection might do to make their edition stand out. Well, they stacked the release with many excellent supplements. If you bought the original Blu-ray, I still recommend picking up this new Criterion release.

  • The disc comes with a full-length commentary track, satisfying those of us who love commentaries and who have been saddened by the relative dearth in recent years. This one features authors Robert Christgau, a long-standing rock critic; David Hajdu, a long-time music critic; and Sean Wilentz, a historian and Grammy-nominated music writer. This is a great bunch of minds coming together to discuss a musically and culturally rich film. I mentioned above that I’d love to go through the film bit by bit and scene by scene to examine all of the details, and that urge was satisfied with this commentary.
  • The First Hundred Feat, The Last Hundred Feet: One of the most fascinating features is the 40:48-minute conversation between Guillermo del Toro and the Coen Brothers. This feature could easily have been two or three times as long as it is and I’d have gulped down every second. Here we have three exceptional, deliberate artists talking about craft. It was made for this release, so there is plenty of talk about Inside Llewyn Davis, but they also go back and forth in their entire career (and I love their career, and I love del Toro’s insights, so this was bliss).
  • Inside “Inside Llewyn Davis”: This is a 42:50-minute documentary about the making of the film. It’s not as rich and interesting as the other pieces, but it’s still great to see everyone at work.
  • Another Day, Another Time: This is a giant 101:09-minute concert documentary about the music in the film, recorded at New York’s Town Hall, featuring Joan Baez, Marcus Mumford, Jack White, and others.
  • The Way of Folk: Next we have a 16:02-minute conversation between T. Bone Burnett, the music producer, and the Coen Brothers about folk music. The conversations that Criterion has been producing have been first-rate and well produced; this one is accompanied by illustrations by Drew Christie.
  • Before the Flood: This is a 19:04-piece on the Greenwich Village folk scene in the early 1960s, by Elijah Wald. Wald is a music writer and historian who helped folk-singer Dave Van Ronk with his memoir. Van Ronk’s live and work served as inspiration for Llewyn Davis.
  • Sunday: This is a 17:10-minute short film by Dan Drasin that looks at a 1961 kerfuffle in Washington Park between folk musician and the police who were trying to block them from their weekly gathering.
  • We also get six trailers for the film.
  • The disc comes with a poster-fold-out insert featuring an essay by film critic Kent Jones.
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By |2016-02-05T13:23:59-04:00February 5th, 2016|Categories: Ethan Coen, Film Reviews, Joel Coen|Tags: |8 Comments


  1. Max Cairnduff February 5, 2016 at 1:36 pm

    To me the ending suggests it’s all about to become irrelevant, because as he returns to push his Sisyphean boulder back up the hill, Dylan’s arrived and we the audience know he’s going to blow the whole scene out of the water.

    Davis has lost his partner, and isn’t inclined or suited to another group, but he’s not a great solo performer – his stuff’s too severe. The track he picks to persuade Grossman isn’t exactly contemporary folk, it’s an old standard but the times are indeed a-changing and that material isn’t going to fly.

    Davis self-sabotages, and while he has talent he consistently makes bad choices. Yes, he makes up with the Gorfeins, but I found myself wondering how often before that particular little drama had been acted out.

    And yet, while all that repeats in differing but essentially similar variations, he doesn’t know a Dylan shaped train is heading down the tracks at his whole world. So what we’re seeing for me is an apocalypse of sorts. He could be a musician in ancient Pompeii struggling with his art and not particularly paying attention to the rumblings and smoke coming out of the nearby volcano, but whether he gets a contract or doesn’t very soon won’t matter at all.

    As an aside, I didn’t see Joan as shrill. She’s been pretty badly treated by him and tries to help him, as so many others do. She has every reason to be unhappy with his behaviour…

    Nice review as ever.

  2. George February 5, 2016 at 8:31 pm
  3. Sean H February 5, 2016 at 9:27 pm

    A very strong film but I will chime in to agree that Jean’s character and Carey Mulligan’s performance are downright ruinous. The character is glaringly hateful and there’s hardly any counterbalance. Shrill is right. It’s like a screeching bit of static on a mic or a tape with a hiss; it’s really hard to just ignore it. I partly blame the Coens, who’ve managed such great performances from actresses like Frances McDormand, Tilda Swinton, Marcia Gay Harden and Judy Davis, but here they pretty much shit the bed. With Jean she’s just turned up to a 10 on the rage scale the whole time and her presence in the film is downright oppressive. As a character she’s neither developed enough to be a true antagonist nor nuanced enough to prompt the audience to care about her and her own road in life. I find most claims of sexism or racism in contemporary films to be downright reactionary and silly but if one were to argue that there were a degree of misogyny surrounding the presentation of this particular women I’d have to take it seriously. She’s that loathsome and one-dimensional.

    Also, Mulligan has yet to impress me in anything she’s done (she’s been adequate at times but all told she’s just a frailer, British Michelle Williams) and she has to bear some of the burden here as well. Plenty of female characters are given short shrift or are written one or two dimensionally but the thespian imbues them with some humanity – not the case here. Maybe I’m harping too much on the negative, since this is still a top 10 film of 2013 for me and I’m glad to see it get the Criterion collection. But it’s rare that one character/portrayal costs a film as much as this one does. I’d dock it a full half-star. It could’ve been a 4-star film but I have to knock it down to 3.5, and other than that one aspect I really don’t find much to quibble with at all.

    I know some critics have also found it too “clean” and pretty and nostalgically revisionist but I think that’s intentional and in keeping with the mythic quality which Trevor’s original review astutely observes. The Coens are not trying to create a super-realist documentary-style look at the pre-Dylan ’60s folk scene. It is instead an ironic elegy about someone who thought they were at the beginning of something when in reality they were at the end. Hence the mobius structure of the movie, a brilliant form-function synergy there.

  4. Trevor February 6, 2016 at 2:25 pm

    Thanks for the comments, all. I still don’t see Jean as shrill. She is, after all, in her first trimester of pregnancy with a baby she doesn’t know if she will keep, and into her life Llewyn Davis stumbles again, someone she hates and loves an awful lot. She cannot express her love for him to anyone. Her hatred (which is surely mixed with self-disgust) of him can be expressed only to him. I really thought the tone worked for all of that. That all said, I really appreciated your perspective on this aspect of the film and on the film in general, Sean H. Thanks for stepping up to explain a criticism I give short-shrift to in the review!

  5. Greg February 7, 2016 at 2:33 am

    Thanks Trevor, Max, George and Sean for your thoughts. I loved reliving the movie again!

    Sorry Sean, I also found Jean’s representation to be authentic as I have unfortunately experienced this identical type of horrible behaviour in the past from bitter people.

    Lastly, would any of you say this is the Coen brothers best movie…..even better than ‘Fargo’ and ‘No Country for Old Men’?

  6. Trevor Berrett February 8, 2016 at 2:42 pm

    Lastly, would any of you say this is the Coen brothers best movie…..even better than ‘Fargo’ and ‘No Country for Old Men’?

    I think Inside Llewyn Davis is a tremendous movie, but still not the Coens’ best (showing how much I enjoy their work). I put Fargo at the top of the pack.

    I think I’d put No Country and Llewyn Davis on about the same tier, with No Country being about the closest thing to a perfectly crafted movie there is.

    I put them just above a crowd that includes Blood Simple, Miller’s Crossing, Barton Fink, and The Big Lebowski, all films I love.

    Also lovable if not quite on the level with the above-mentioned for me: Raising Arizona, The Hudsucker Proxy, and Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?.

    I like The Man Who Wasn’t There and True Grit fine, but they’re possibly my least favorite of what I’ve seen.

    I still haven’t seen a few of their films: Intolerable Cruelty, The Ladykillers, Burn After Reading, and A Serious Man (and Hail, Caesar!). I have a feeling I’ll love Burn After Reading and A Serious Man, so I really need to get on them.

  7. Lee Monks February 8, 2016 at 4:48 pm

    I think Burn After Reading is their lost classic: massively under-rated. It’s no Barton Fink but it’s up there.

  8. Craig D. February 21, 2016 at 3:42 pm

    You’d think the Coens would have at least half a dozen films in the Criterion Collection at this point. I would pay full price on Day 1 for Blood Simple and/or Miller’s Crossing, even though I picked up the current Blu-rays not all that long ago.

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