It's very difficult to keep the line between the past and the present.

You believe that someone out of the past can enter and take possession of a living being?

We may be through with the past, but the past is not through with us.

Welcome back to the next picture show, a movie the week podcast devoted to a classic film on the way it shaped her thoughts in a recent release.

I'm Scott Tobias, here again with...

Genevieve Kosky.

Keith Phipps.

Last week, we discussed 1998's Velvet Goldmine, Todd Haynes' fictionalized shadow history of the glam rock movement.

This week, we're bringing in Rolling Thunder Review, Martin Scorsese's unusual new Netflix

docu-fiction about Bob Dylan's traveling musical road show through small venues across America

in the mid-1970s.

Rolling Thunder Review is Scorsese's second documentary about Bob Dylan, following No Direction Home in 2010.

Though No Direction Home is nearly three and a half hours, Scorsese focused only on Dylan's career leading up to the moment he went electric,

disappointing some of the fans and critics who loved him for his protest music and hailed him the voice of a generation.

For Scorsese, it was a significant moment.

Dylan, the artist, insisting on blazing his own trail, despite the demands of a fan base and

an industry that might have wanted him to continue to walk the line. That's been Scorsese's

struggle for 50 years, too, trying to make personal films in a commercial art form that always

puts up a resistance.

Dylan's slippery identity is again the focus of Rolling Thunder review, which finds Scorsese

and Dylan in a more playful spirit. With access to a treasure trove of footage from Dylan's

old-fashioned traveling road show across America in 1975 and 76, Scorsese offers plenty of

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