I saw this film when it played in Vancouver and, although it had a bit of an amaturish feel about it, there was a sponteneity and flow about it that grabbed me from the outset and pulled me in right through to the hope filled climax. I doubt that this film will win any converts, however. You either get Neil Young, or you don't. Except for his middle-of-the-road Heart of Gold stuff, most of Neil's music lacks the polish of your usual radio fluff. Neil is not for surface dwellers. To get into him--whether his film, his concerts or his albums--you got to get underneath the surface cliches and his naselly vocal distortions. This film has heart, as does the album Greendale and once you attune to his undertow, it will never let you go.
