My favorite scene in the film is when "Dylan" comes tumbling onto the screen with the Beatles in an obvious homage to Richard Lester and the early Beatles films. Dylan (Quinn) then has to tear himself away from his friends and get back to the business of being a legend. His confrontations with the media, as epitomized by Bruce Greenwood's Mr. Jones, are the stuff of myth. It takes another genius to understand a genius. Mr. Jones can only "know there's something happening," but he can't know what it is. Dylan and the Beatles are "song and dance men" (to quote Dylan in another context) who happened along at just the right time to musically define an era. We can love or hate them or both (both Dylan and John Lennon were called the devil), but we can never understand them, anymore than we can understand God.
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