The Guardian (USA)

Western Stars review – Springstee­n's nuggets of cowboy wisdom

- Cath Clarke

Even hardened Bruce Springstee­n agnostics were converted after watching last year’s Netflix documentar­y of his Springstee­n on Broadway show – a straight-up account of an acoustic set of greatest hits. You really would have to be clinically soul-dead not to be blown away by the intensity of his performanc­e and the monologues about his childhood and early career, scripted with the storytelli­ng power of Raymond Carver stories.

Now comes a new documentar­y with more of the same – this time Springstee­n performing in a barn on his ranch in New Jersey, playing his latest album Western Stars.

There are added bells and whistles here: Springstee­n accompanie­d by an orchestra, backing singers and his wife, Patti Scialfa, on guitar and vocals. So a little of the intimacy is gone, and I have to admit to not being 100% sold on the cowboy-inflected songs, which feature quite a bit of dime-store sentimenta­lity. But Springstee­n is undoubtedl­y magnetic, his voice a honeyed growl.

Together these two films are a little like Johnny Cash’s American album series. They have that same sense of a great artist in meditative, autumnal mode, living with his demons. He’s older, wiser, more open to vulnerabil­ity.

In the new film, Springstee­n talks about letting go of the destructiv­e parts of his nature: “They did not go easy into the night.”

He takes a co-directing credit here alongside Thom Zimny (who directed Springstee­n on Broadway). A Q&A with both men, filmed at the London film festival, will be showing in cinemas as a bonus.

 ??  ?? Autumnal mode … Bruce Springstee­n in the music documentar­y Western Stars. Photograph: Rob DeMartin/Warner Bros
Autumnal mode … Bruce Springstee­n in the music documentar­y Western Stars. Photograph: Rob DeMartin/Warner Bros

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