david’s review published on Letterboxd:
I'm so fucking sad.
But for real, this movie is pretty great but it's very draining. And I mean that in a good way. While you're watching it you're so invested in this character, Llewyn, that you begin to feel what he's feeling. You feel the weight of the world that he's carrying around, and I don't want to be a noob but maybe him literally having to carry his guitar, stuff and even the cat around is a reflection of that? I don't know, but I know that I was really engaged in this film, and I really liked the music. I love the look of this film, 60's NYC but there's not much wide angles. It all feels very tight, and there's this dream like feeling to it, it works really well. I thought all of the performances were great, Oscar Issac was phenomenal, his singing had me questioning my sexuality, well, just him in general but the singing helped. Uh, the girl that played Jane (I think it's Carey something, and maybe she's the girl from Drive) she was great, JT was cool, Adam Driver, even for his minute, was fun. It was great, honestly. It's one of those films that I feel like will stick with me for a while, and there's honestly nothing better than that.