Wish I could Rate This FICTION better

Rating: 4/10 (1 January 2009)

Having grown up on the folkie Dylan and in fact growing from not caring for his music to a bold admiration for many of his early tunes, I was disappointed with this fictional piece of cinema.
Dylan comes through as many people, but hardly the ones conjured up here. At some points his stomping and thin build remind more of Jagger than Woody Guthrie. The dark glasses and gimmicks, remind of Michael Jackson. The interviews where only double talk and gibberish are uttered, make one believe Dylan is a pot head, not a guru.
So where is the real Bob Dylan? Can we honestly say Dylan really cared about the down trodden? If so there is virtually no interview where he can be so associated. One is left rather with the impression Dyaln is a ghost. Indeed, a man of constant contradictions within himself. And much of his poetry he admitted was gibberish, a abstract for write in your own impressions.
Still many performances here were delightful, especially Marcus Fanklin's as 13 year old Woody Guthrie, aka Dylan on the road. Of course, it was all fiction! Dylan is a media created folk legend just as Oprah is an media hyped guru. Neither of them are really THERE.
The most memorable line, someone accuses Dylan of being a " c**k sucker", to which he replies, "Ain't what is in a man's mouth, it's what comes out of it." LOL