Growing up Gotti in Long Island, the joke was always on New Jersey. Crowded with gargantuan strip malls, full-service gas stations and beautiful, rolling freeways, Jersey was an easy target, especially because they shared the same universal stigma that we had.
Bringing the full force of an electric band with just four string instruments, Yonder is able to whip audiences into a frenzy with their feverish and skillful musicianship, whether it be from Adam Ajiala’s guitar, Ben Chambers’ bass, Jeff Austin’s mandolin, Dave Johnston’s banjo or the combined force of all four of their voices singing.
Although infusing their films with an unmistakable style, Joel and Ethan Coen have never been known for making truly ‘personal’ films. While a director like Ingmar Bergman will air his existential struggles onscreen for all to see, the Coen brothers are usually more interested in telling a gripping story or creating memorable characters than using film as a true outlet for their thoughts or feelings.
It’s the perfect setting for a ghost story. The moon, a yellow orb, rises over the burial grounds at the Boston Common and the sound of rats scratching through the gravestones is audible from the sidewalk on Boylston Street.