Factory Girl? No, thanks…

Not only did I not fancy going to see Factory Girl – what a dull topic for a feature film, I harrumphed – I just couldn’t imagine anyone who might want to see such a film.

Cue inscrutable daughter, Lucinda, who went to see it last night…

Her verdict (remember, she grew up in a Dylan household):

“If that rock star IS supposed to be Dylan, then the role’s poorly written and mis-cast. OK, the hair and the voice are convincing, but the character’s charmless… arrogant… humourless. His lines are clichéd, his delivery cornball. Not the mid-‘60s Dylan I’m familiar with at all. Maybe it’s not supposed to be Bob?

“The rest of the characters are more convincing…. An OK film.”