Jimi: All Is By My Side (Blu-Ray)
|Tutte le versioni Blu-ray||
|Nuovo a partire da||Usato da|
- Scegli tra gli oltre 8.500 punti di ritiro in Italia
- I clienti Prime beneficiano di consegne illimitate presso i punti di ritiro senza costi aggiuntivi
- Trova il tuo punto di ritiro preferito ed aggiungilo alla tua rubrica degli indirizzi
- Indica il punto di ritiro in cui vuoi ricevere il tuo ordine nella pagina di conferma d’ordine
Chi ha acquistato questo articolo ha acquistato anche
I clienti che hanno visto questo articolo hanno visto anche
Quali altri articoli acquistano i clienti, dopo aver visualizzato questo articolo?
Garanzia e recesso: Se vuoi restituire un prodotto entro 30 giorni dal ricevimento perché hai cambiato idea, consulta la nostra pagina d'aiuto sul Diritto di Recesso. Se hai ricevuto un prodotto difettoso o danneggiato consulta la nostra pagina d'aiuto sulla Garanzia Legale. Per informazioni specifiche sugli acquisti effettuati su Marketplace consulta… Maggiori informazioni la nostra pagina d'aiuto su Resi e rimborsi per articoli Marketplace.
Hai trovato questo prodotto a un prezzo più basso?
Se sei un venditore per questo prodotto, desideri suggerire aggiornamenti tramite il supporto venditore?
Nel 1966 uno sconosciuto chitarrista chiamato Jimmy James lascio' la citta' di New York per andare a Londra. Dodici mesi dopo torno' negli Stati Uniti per calcare il palco del Monterey Pop... e la sua chitarra prese fuoco. Jimi: All is by My Side e' un film scritto e diretto da John Ridley, che racconta un anno cruciale nella vita di quello che in molti considerano il piu' grande chitarrista della Storia.
Vita e opere di Jimi Hendrix, dall'anonimato come turnista per Curtis Knight all'affermazione in terra britannica con la Jimi Hendrix Experience, tra donne che lo guidano, come Linda Keith, o che provano a amarlo, come Kathy XXX.
Principali recensioni dei clienti
Al momento, si è verificato un problema durante il filtraggio delle recensioni. Riprova più tardi.
Hendrix ha cambiato la storia della musica, ha cambiato lo stile di suonare e di comporre.Artista a tutti gli effetti, su di lui si potrebbe fare un film come potrebbe essere The Wall di A.Parker miscelando animazione, suoni...immagini,psichedelico insomma, come era la musica che emanava la sua chitarra. Qui ci ritroviamo a momenti di noia infiniti, dilatati in dialoghi di poca rilevanza.Che peccato!
Le recensioni clienti più utili su Amazon.com
Before seeing the film I was apprehensive, as I had been told that my character was portrayed in a derogatory and potentially defamatory manner. I had been told that Jimi had beaten me with a telephone in the film and after I had protested that this was not true the film makers had replied that it was true because they had “thoroughly researched” me.
In other words they were saying that they were telling the truth and I was not.
During the opening scenes I found it difficult to comprehend the way the story was unfolding, or what it was depicting. The editing was disjointed and dialogue was layered on top of alternate dialogue, seemingly from a parallel conversation.
The film progressed in a confusing and dull manner but there was one scene that gave me a momentary lift of anticipation. The scene depicts Jimi playing with Cream at the London Polytechnic Students’ Union and should have set out to depict an absolutely epic event that I had witnessed. (I had been carrying Jimi’s guitar).
I hoped that they would do Jimi justice in their interpretation of what happened.
Unfortunately, once the music started, my heart sank. What a disappointment. Not only was it insulting to Jimi’s legacy, but I would say it was fairly insulting to Eric Clapton as well because the real Eric Clapton would never have been in awe of the unremarkable performance presented to viewers in this film.
The storyline progressed in an awkward and illogical way and was hard to comprehend.
The basis seemed to be that the dimwitted “Jimi” could not make up his mind between the good rock chick (Linda Keith) and the bad rock chick (Kathy Etchingham) who later goes bonkers and takes an overdose. (If I was the actress having to play this lousy part wearing those ugly clothes I may have taken an overdose too.)
The strange fact that jars with this fictional narrative is that the unfortunate Linda Keith ended up in rehab at around this time because Keith Richards, of all people, initiated an intervention that probably saved her life. She was hardly in a position to be advising Jimi on how to play the guitar and do his hair.
Fictional characters were introduced that furthered the deluded political, racial and sexist agenda that John Ridley seemed to be pursuing. In particular Michael X was presented as a saintly black political guru whereas in truth he was a violent criminal con man who was executed for a gruesome murder. An “Ida” character is introduced who never existed in real life.
The biggest disappointment of this film was that after expecting at least some kind of depiction of Jimi’s humour and creativity and the amusing and creative times that were happening in London, instead we were shown a gloomy and depressing dark tale that pictured Jimi as some sort of moronic mumbling mystic.
Instead of showing Jimi touring the UK and Europe, writing and performing the most innovative music of the century we are shown scenes of banal meanderings, fictitious gratuitous violence and fictitious mental breakdowns and overdoses.
My initial anxiety turned to scorn for the thoroughly bad screenplay and direction.
I became bored and impatient for the end of the film.
The nature of the film left me feeling that the events I was watching were more akin to a made for DVD fictional movie than a biopic. I felt that I wasn’t watching an interpretation of the real events from the time, but rather a stiff and poorly depicted mashup of events described in my book, sprinkled over Ridley’s racially driven fictional theme. Even the imaginary and defamatory domestic violence and drug use that my character was involved in did not evoke the emotional response I expected, and I found myself feeling just as I have when watching other bad movies, impatient for it to just finish and spare me the indignity of having to watch another tiresome scene with wooden dialogue and disjointed editing.
A short-sighted and somewhat offensive portrayal of Jimi and those around him at the time.
Fictional Movie – 2/10
Biopic purporting to be based in fact – 1/10 (for spelling all the names right)
The viewer should note that Ridley never interviewed me or obtained a release. Also none of Jimi’s London friends have been interviewed by him or any of his staff.
I don’t know why it took so long to make a documentary about Jimi Hendrix. It ostensibly covers just about one year in his life, 1966-67, from his “discovery” by Keith Richards’s girlfriend, being brought to London, signed up with a manager, given a decent backup band, until just before his return to the United States to play at the Monterey Pop music festival, However through the use of some archival photographs and flashbacks we see brief glimpses of his earlier life. So although the film is mostly linear in narrative, it makes use of flashbacks, voiceovers and complex transitions to give a slightly psychedelic feel, suitable to the era. If you’re hoping to see a lot of Hendrix performing on stage, this is not really the movie for you. The multi-disc documentary of the Monterey pop festival is a good place to start for that. This is a more personal look at his life, which as with many of our cultural icons isn’t always pretty. There are brief snatches of Hendrix-like music throughout, but the longest continual piece of music comes at the end, which is a good portion of “Wild Thing”.
Although there are a number of important figures in his life in this London year, the central dyad of the film has to be Hendrix and Linda (Imogen Poots) and perhaps the dramatic peak of the film is an argument between the two of them in which she says something like, “You know you can’t just rely on your genius…”
Boy, most of the reviewers hated this movie. I didn’t think it was bad. Let’s consider some of the criticisms: 1. It does not depict the truth. Yes, it’s a “docu-drama”, so you can’t necessarily tell from watching it where truth leaves off and fiction intrudes. But the overall takeoff of his career seems accurate. 2. That half or more of the dialog is mumbled and what you can make out makes him sound like a moronic mystic. Well I am a big fan of sub-titling and unfortunately there IS NO SUB TITLING in this film, but even so I caught enough of the dialog for it to stay interesting. I think the snippets of conversation you can’t make out, you probably weren’t MEANT to make out—just like in real life when multiple conversations are taking place simultaneously, especially if it’s against a background of loud music. 3. That it mis-portrays his character. Not having known Hendrix personally I’m not an adequate judge of that but will take the word of people who did know him that the film does not capture the nuances of his personality faithfully. 4. That making a movie about Hendrix without including his actual music is like making a movie about Bruce Lee with no martial arts scenes. Nice point and I alluded to that above in referring the reader elsewhere to hear his music. Nobody else can play guitar quite the way he did, but other reviewers seem to agree that Benjamin does a good job capturing the look and mannerisms of Hendrix. Further observations: I don’t know what the budget for this was but it was hardly comparable to Transformers: Age of Ultron. When you don’t even have subtitles, you know it has to be a low budget. Some of the shortcomings may come down to the budget. 2. If you like to own a disc you may as well pick up a DVD copy and not waste dollars on the Blu-Ray version, as this is not a visually spectacular film where you’d find yourself wishing you could see it in high definition. 3. Some people seem destined for certain things. It certainly seems like Hendrix was born to play guitar. This film is trying to capture a very brief slice of his life: the initial exponential rise in his career, from obscure backup player to a rising star in London, just before he became a worldwide sensation. If you don’t know the story and keep in mind that not all the details in the film are accurate, I think it’s worth watching.