Yes, all of this. I don't understand why people are making such a reductive, literalist reading of the actions here, and not seeing it's about her own growth as a person.

Good lord, Bill singing "We'll Meet Again" while plotting the end of the world—how great is that?

…well, this is a horrifying comment, and I know what you're referring to, unfortunately.

I definitely agree with you there.

I think where I disagree with you is whether her being the Real Thing is important in the grand scheme of things, because Dylan's going to sweep it all away anyway. I take from the film that all Llewyn's striving for authenticity—and I think the fact that he was born with a Welsh name and has done real manual labor as…

My husband, because he likes Australian accents, changed his Siri to Australian English. Now Siri can't understand anything he says, because he's from Philadelphia.

I'd say the Coens, at least in this film, are in fact anti-authenticity, because it's a fool's game. Llewyn's an asshole for mocking her, that's unquestionable, but what makes her singing a folk song any more authentic than anyone else? Because she's from the country? What makes someone from Arkansas more authentic…

Haven't watched it yet, but honeslty, they're missing an opportunity not to cast Alfred Molina as Trump in something. After watching Show Me a Hero, he's be perfect.

I disagree about Llewyn not knowing authenticity or the Real Thing. Or maybe the point is that the Real Thing isn't very real or important. Llewyn is a working class guy from a working class family who was a merchant marine; he actually sailed on ships and did real labor. He's singing actual old folk songs that have…

I think it's significant that many—if not most—of their films are period pieces. I'm just not sure exactly *how* it's significant, i.e. why setting most of their films in the American past is important to them; their first two films aren't, but starting with Miller's Crossing, they nearly all are.

Wow—I turn 37 in April, and this article *nails* me. I'm still kind of surprised by adult humans who don't know what a card catalogue is.

IIRC, Llewyn Davis says he's Welsh (I mean, come on, that name) and Italian, not Jewish.

And yet, though we spend most of the film (rightly) laughing at him, Sobchak's right about at least two things—the toe, and what's in the briefcase. But, of course, he doesn't know when to quit.

Oh, Ashkenazim. Sephardim make Sicilians look Swedish.

Both obscure and a little mean but accurate.

I'd never watched the Bachelor before, but tuned in just for this. I don't know who came up with the idea of having them on, but kudos, you deserve a Bizzaro Emmy.

Jews are more of an off-white.

If I had that kind of money, I wouldn't be going to a $9 movie theater.

Sure, my local movie theater in the Philly suburbs smells like urine, and the teens running the projection booth are too stoned to start the movie on time, but at least tickets are only $9.

Yeah, I wasn't expecting it to be collectible, I just thought it was odd to find it unopened in a parking lot in 2015.