January 9, 2021
Echo in the Canyon (2018) ** 1/2
Kanopy
Free
Wildcard
So, there are so many great movies that I want to see on TCM and Criterion, so what do I do? I start scrolling through Kanopy to see what they have. I may have solved the mystery of why I tend to watch a single episode of a show, love it, and then never watch episode two. I have a tiny problem with follow-through, see also my piles of unfinished cross-stitch.
Anyway, Kanopy had Echo in the Canyon, about the California sound of the late ’60s and the musicians who lived in Laurel Canyon. Of course, this is my home town and my area and I love the music, so I had been wanting to see it for a while.
The movie was produced by and stars Jakob Dylan, who interviews these living legends, or rather sits next to them and nods, unsmiling, as they speak. He nods next to Crosby, Stills, and Nash (separately), Brian Wilson, Ringo Starr, Jackson Browne, Eric Clapton, John Sebastian, and, I imagine accidentally, Michelle Phillips, probably because the rest of the Mamas and the Papas are dead.
There aren’t a huge number of female voices, I’m trying to say. I mean, you talk to who is available, but Judy Collins is only mentioned in passing and Joni Mitchell not at all. I did like that Tom Petty was interviewed as a person influenced by these artists.
These people are all great, I could listen to them all day. However, way too much of the movie is taken up with Jakob Dylan and his little friends doing extremely bland covers of their music. there is a reason Jakob Dylan is not a star, and it is that he is a perfectly competent musician, but seemingly entirely devoid of any personality. The only thing interesting is when the camera gets a profile and you think, “O yeah, that’s a really handsome version of Bob Dylan!” He really should have been urged to get into a different profession.
The other bright, young, starry-eyed performers in their mid-30s- mid 40s involved are Beck, Regina Spektor, Cat Power, Jade Castrinos, Fiona Apple, and, extremely briefly, Norah Jones, and the only one who does anything even remotely interesting with these songs was Fiona Apple. There isn’t a lot of point in covering a song unless you’re going to try to do something differently from the original, but these were all slavishly as close to the originals as possible, which means they could be nothing but disappointing and wildly mediocre.
Basically, half the movie was interesting, nay fascinating, and the other half was a stone drag. But I do recommend that half of it!