When you don’t understand, just listen to it

Demarcus 2022-06-01 10:56:58

I was a little confused at the beginning-I really don't remember that in that era, there was once such a rock star, comparable to Elvis and the Beatles, and could produce more than 40 gold records in a lifetime. Later, although I saw some details of the history of spoofing rock and roll, in most cases, I saw only a poor man struggling in his heart, clinging to his music, trying to get even the least bit of spiritual comfort.

Until the end, before the end of the movie, that song and that almost miraculous song died, I still didn't let me understand that this is just a fictional character and story. After all, I know too little about rock and roll, even the fur. However, even if I look at various introductions and reviews, the descriptions of the various details and allusions in the movie can help me gain a lot of knowledge about rock, but that feeling no longer appears in my heart. When Cox finally reviewed his life with singing, neither the artistic conception of the lyrics nor the singing skills of the actors were enough to surpass the struggle and sentiment that the whole movie showed, and the resonance it caused to the audience who watched it carefully.

I want to say that compared to those enthusiasts, I did not understand this movie. But I can also enjoy it, because when I can’t understand it, just listening is enough.

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Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story quotes

  • Eddie Vedder: If Elvis and Buddy Holly are the Cain and Abel of rock and roll, Bruce Springsteen is Zachariah, Iggy Pop is Methuselah, and, of course, Neil Young is the wise prophet Ezekiel, then what does that make Dewey Cox?

  • [Nate's ghost appears when Dewey's in a rehab bathtub]

    Dewey Cox: [smiling] Nate!

    [younger Nate suddenly transforms into an older Nate]

    Dewey Cox: [scared] Ahh! Nate?

    Older Nate: This is what I'd look like had I grown up into an adult... and perhaps h-hadn't been murdered or whatever. I just came to tell you, you need to get your shit together!

    Dewey Cox: [disappointed] I know. I've fallen again.

    Older Nate: Will you listen to yourself? You keep whining like a little bitch! If I was alive right now, I'd be the fuckin' president! Of the United States! I'd be on the moon walkin' around lookin' for aliens to kill!

    Dewey Cox: What?

    Older Nate: You know why Dad liked me better than you? Cause I *was* better than you. When I played the piano, I was fuckin' awesome!

    Dewey Cox: Oh, you think it's been easy for me? Since you're gone I got no sense of smell.

    Older Nate: [mocking Dewey with a squealing voice] Oh you got no sense of smell? Can't smell anything? Ya can't smell anything?

    Older Nate: [back to his normal voice] I got no sense of having legs, Dewey! I have no life! I'm dead! Because somebody, I'm not gonna point out names right now, decided to murder me with a machete!

    Dewey Cox: Nate...

    Older Nate: I can't even smell, touch, feel, I can't even masturbate! You ever tried to jerk off with a ghost hand? Nothing!