When I saw the headline about a trailer about the Bruce Springsteen bio pic, “Deliver me from nowhere”, I thought it was a joke. I thought it had to be satire. But it’s not a joke. This trailer is for a real movie. That’s where things start to get really funny for me. The complete lack of awareness for Deliver Me from Nowhere is hilarious! I cannot stress enough just how much this amuses me. They made this!
Okay, we’ll show the trailer. We have to. Just know that this movie, Deliver Me from Nowhere, this script got the greenlight. Someone wrote a movie about Bruce Springsteen being sad (Ish?). That looks like the plot. Once upon a time, Bruce was kinda sad and he wanted to make an album about it. LOL! Bruce Springsteen wasn’t feeling fulfilled as rich rock star. He had the sads! That’s the movie? Are you high?! Fucking hilarious!!
So, someone had to develop a script about Springsteen being sad. (Hope you made a fortune btw) Then meetings were lined up and they sold the idea to the studio! And some dumbass at 20th said yes! LOL! Bruce Springsteen being sad in Nebraska? We’re in! Here’s a giant check! Then a director and actors were hired. (Hope you all made a fortune btw. For real) and here we are. The most self-indulgent movie of my lifetime. Bruce Springsteen: Deliver Me from Nowhere. Good lord. It’s so funny. It’s funny because it’s so completely serious. Someone thought this was compelling. It’s not tongue in cheek. This was made by people who think they will get an Oscar. (Please lord let this win all the awards. Just for the speeches!)
Here’s the trailer. You have to see it. And get ready for lines of dialogue like: “This isn’t about the charts… this is about Bruce Springsteen”. That’s accurate! LMAO! “He’s repairing that hole in himself.” Then “He’s gonna repair the entire world”. It’s HILARIOUS! Because it’s really in the movie! Oh, lord… it’s too much.
Springsteen Deliver Me from Nowhere hits theaters (not Netflix. Theaters!) Oct. 24th.
I’ve got to come clean. When Born to Run came out in August of 75 I thought that I had found a kindred spirit. The lyrics, music and (at the time) gritty vocals all spoke to me as a entered that weird middle/high school phase. I went through at least 3 copies of the album because the stylus on my cheap Panasonic turntable ate vinyl like Newman ate bear-claws. Then fame and cash smacked the “Boss” right in the face and shit went down faster than Kamala climbing the SF political ladder. His gumption for political involvement rivals slightly less than Bono but a tad more than Billie Joe Armstrong. No one gives a shit what you have to say about the “real world” anymore Bruce, you left it back in 1977. Shut the fuck up, count your millions and revel in your new self aggrandizing biopic. The saying goes something like “never meet your heroes – you’ll be disappointed.” The 12-15 year old me would have been devasted by the way he turned out. Before the movie starts can I get extra saturated fat on that popcorn please?
Am in the same boat. My oldest brother took me to a Springsteen show when I was a wee lad. Show was amazing! 3 plus hours of an incredible band and songs. The same brother took me to the River tour show. Again: Amazing. Everything since then has been complete and total crap. HA! This movie makes me laugh so much. They REALLY thought this was a good idea! That’s hilarious to me!
Love your take on this. Some things are MUCH better off left alone ….. this is definitely one them.
Thank you! Glad you’re here!
I first saw him in 1984 and was blown away by how different his shows were: stories and skits and rock and ballads. And a great mixed sound. You felt like you’d had a personal evening with them. ( Way unlike Bob Dylan) Then success and money and I think he’s mad at how easy it all is now. It’s four chords and a whiny lyric and barrels of cash. He ran out of stuff to say and he’s a grumpy old man, in therapy his whole life. I’m glad I had him back when, but we parted ways long ago.
dig it. The old stuff with the E Street band was fantastic. I don’t think he could write another Rosalita now.
When I was in college in the mid-late 70s, some people in my group were from NJ/NY and thought Springsteen was The Man. They used to tell the rest of us that we were hillbillies for not “getting him.”
So when someone invited me to a Springsteen concert in 2005-ish, I went. He and his band were 45 minutes late – no apology – and played for just under 2 hours.
Thought maybe I could understand what he was saying when he was live?
Nope.
Not impressed.
Ouch. That is no bueno. People take a lot of flak for not ‘getting’ bruce. What a waste of energy.