For most of The Last Waltz, I wasn't sure it was a great concert movie so much as a movie of a great concert. Unlike Stop Making Sense, the visual presentation of the songs is largely uninteresting, with an occasional nice touch here and there. But when Scorsese starts letting the interview sections breathe and expand, it picks up an epically melancholy heft. The golden age of rock drips from every frame.
Maybe this isn't contributed mostly to Scorsese, but I have to say that this was a completely wonderful movie. I got wrapped up in the music, without a doubt, and I cannot wait to watch it again.
This is like an all-star game of clownishly dressed legends that somehow Mr. Scorsese, the alchemist makes heartbreakingly into something like a Pagliacchi aria! It's exceedingly hallucinogenic on the big screen in 35mm when presented at an ear popping decibel. So glad i got to re-evaluate it during it's re-release!
just watched it tonight, it's like a portal through good ol' rock n blues country all star revival. the cinematography is grainy and golden, such a treat to see great musicians getting together to play beautiful music. but slightly depressing to know that music like this is gone forever. thank god for scorsese capturing it.
Muy poco qué decir de este filme. Scorsese registra con objetividad y con poca aspiración. Es un cine que "documenta"; si hay más, es poco. Lo que queda por valorar, la constelación de estrellas musicales. Eso sí, musicalmente hayy mucho por valorar. Fílmicamente, no.
I think this movie was made for me. If there was a moment in music history I would want to experience, this is the one. Great moments include... well everyone except Neil Diamond. Shot by Michael Chapman & masterfully cut by Thelma Schoomaker, this is a thrilling piece of history.