This film was okay for a while, in fact it was very exciting at the start, but it began to drag a bit.

That’s kind of how I feel about Dylan although I should say I know very little about him or his music. I mean I like the early Bob Dylan, and I know little of the later things he’s done.

It was interesting seeing the reaction to the electric Bob Dylan. Unfortunately the soundtrack went silent for about 4 or 5 minutes at this point and at first it was difficult to tell whether this was on the part of the filmmaker or the projection box. We didn’t regain sound until an interview in London; so the projection box I think was to blame. The sound was therefore back for the famous Judas heckle at the Manchester Free Trade Hall concert. I could feel a certain amount of sympathy for Dylan at this point.

The Richard Gere character scenes were a bit mystifying to me.

I couldn’t help feeling that Bob Dylan was a tremendous talent, some would say that he still is, but it was pitiful seeing him (or Jack Rollins or whoever) say that he had accepted Jesus in his heart. I don’t know why I feel that as I don’t wish to disrespect either him or the Christian religion. It just seems weak somehow (so okay I’m being disrespectful of Christianity—not cool I know).