Inside Llewyn Davis - The Repetitive Life Of An Artist

            Yesterday I watched Coen Brothers' last film, "Inside Llewyn Davis" and I ended up feeling emotionally confused. I really didn't know what to think and what to feel about what I had just watched. I loved the songs, the photography, bits of dialogue, the film's poetry and the actors were all at their best. In the beginning I felt this enormous empathy for the leading character... I was there with him, understanding his frustration, his passion, his ups and downs, his messy life and even the consequences on those around him. I wanted him to succeed despite all the suffering that his dreams were provoking on him, on his relationships with his friends and family. After 70 minutes of the film maybe, I wanted to see something different. I didn't care if he was going to have a big break and succeed professionally, I just wanted to see a different version of Llewyn Davis after all his suffering and frustrated journey, I wanted him to learn something, to care about people (and animals...), his pregnant girlfriends, to learn that friends are more than a couch to sleep when he is completely broke for example. I must say that the script is just amazing because somehow I waited 90 minutes, maybe more for this change to happen and I was enjoying this waiting process, I never wanted to leave the cinema while watching a man stuck in his own life and decisions and, maybe, that's the geniality of this movie...We were all waiting with him for a chance... maybe this is not a movie about a character fully developed in 90 minutes, who gets an insight about his life and a chance to change. We think artists are adventurous and courageous people who live always on the edge, who have a very exciting and entertaining lives, people who follow passionately their dreams. Even if they don't succeed they seem freer than the rest but maybe, their lives are as normal and repetitive as anyone's, maybe not in the 9-5 sense, but in the sense of being always searching for something and trying to create something better everyday, repetitive in the sense that it's never enough, and they know that, if they succeed, the feeling of it, the pleasure of achieving something and succeeding won't last for too long...