An incomplete known

The popularity of the biopic can be traced back to the first feature-length film, The Story of the Kelly Gang (1906). It feels as though in recent years this genre has gained pace and I suspect that it is the format through which an increasing audience engages with historical narratives, which make sense of contemporary times.

When I was at university my interest in studying history came from the film studies major that carried me through my first undergraduate degree. The unit called History On Film forced me to sit through Forrest Gump (1994) and allowed me to write an essay on The Elephant Man (1980), which was an early David Lynch movie that impacted me as a child. That latter film was analysed through the lens of narrative to show how it referenced Mary Shelley's Frankenstein story, for example.

Storytelling has always drawn on the significance of other narratives to give meaning and resonances and there are so many ways, from explicit acknowledgment through to allusions or Shakespeare's famous plays within plays. Soundtracks are also employed to great effect and there are songs that have become cliches in movie trailers from overuse in creating meaning. The musical biopic uses these techniques with the added benefit of blurring diegetic and nondiegetic songs, through having music performed by characters transformed into overtures.

An aspect of storytelling in contemporary films, particularly those influenced by Hollywood, has been a preoccupation with structure and, I think, biopics often suffer from feeling like they've put a lifetime of experiences into a mold like a biscuit-cutter to give them a certain shape from the pacing of emotional beats. Academy Award-winning screenwriter Michael Arndt has discussed a structure that is widely used beyond biopics to create a satisfying ending through linking character and contextual arcs —although, I'm not going to elaborate too much on that here.

All of this leads me to reflect on A Complete Unknown (2024), which I watched last night at the request of my youngest. Elsewhere I've mentioned his interest in Bob Dylan and my own, so it was fun to share the film. 
 
It does a good job of explaining the outrage that accompanied Dylan's move to electric instruments at the Newport Folk Festival in 1965, although I get the impression from reading reviews from younger viewers that this is possibly not as remarkable these days. In the film you already see Johnny Cash performing with accompaniment from an electric guitar.

In some ways I think the film's focus on concluding with Newport fails to achieve those arcs mentioned earlier for character and their context. Maybe this is part of what led one reviewer to write that the film "lacks purpose," which surprised me as I found it gave me a new appreciation for what Brian Eno calls the "scenius" -- where the milieu of an artist becomes a focus, rather than the individual. 

In the cinematic version of Dylan's origins a good deal of the events shown include those roles played by Joan Baez and a Sylvie Russo, who is largely based on Suze Rotolo and she was significant for politicising the folk singer. It's hard to imagine that a song like 'Blowin' In The Wind' could've pushed his career along without either of these women. It's their place in the film that prompted me to write, as I think the equivalent of the Frankenstein moment in The Elephant Man is a bit early on where Dylan and Russo/Rotolo discuss Picasso. The film could have shown that Dylan made his own visual art in the 1960s, but I feel the brief reference to the famous Spaniard is highlighting how we view that painter's career through the influence of his muses.

A Complete Unknown is a fun film and I found the music particularly good. It left me feeling like clapping throughout! In particular I thought Ed Norton brought a great dad-like energy in his role as Pete Seeger. There weren't many people at the screening I attended, so go see it soon if you want the cinema experience.