A sublime storytelling by Joel and Ethan Coen with great design, light and shot smoothly in connection with the music of melodic folk songs from the early 1960’s (Academy Award nomination for Best Achievement in Cinematography (Bruno Delbonnel) and Best Achievement in Sound Mixing (Skip Lievsa, Greg Orloff, Peter F.Kurland and the Coens won the Grand Prize of the Jury in Cannes). A week in the life of a young singer as he navigates New York City’s Greenwich Village folk scene of 1961. It might look like a timeless cliché: the egocentric “artist,” careening insolently from one self-induced disaster to the next while flaunting a sense of entitlement that is completely undeserved. It will all go on the same, only the singer (nice voice: Oscar Isaac) will not have fame or money still… The ending actually ends up making sense on how he gets no luck in the whole movie and when it is at its worst for him the folk scene is about to get popular with Bob Dylan making his way up. He obviously had talent, what he didn’t have was a pleasant attitude that people wanted to work with, and the circumstance how he lived. He had the right music, but was at the tail end of the peak of that music. It’s a typical Coen brothers theme: irony, despair, etc. I think the point of the movie was when it finally dawns on Llewyn to appreciate and enjoy the journey he was on instead of craving success and never getting there. Something that a lot of people need to learn.