I try not to let my expectations influence how I interpret a work. I don't think it's fair to the work. Maybe it's because I've loved the Beatles for a long ti

I try not to let my expectations influence how I interpret a work. I don't think it's fair to the work. Maybe it's because I've loved the Beatles for a long time but I found every second of that film to be completely gripping. I could have watched another 8 hours. The banality is what made it so fascinating to me. How classic songs, that have been drilled into my mind and into the fabric of culture for decades were just bits and pieces floating in the minds of a small collection of people, decisions and circumstances. They just bounce around and snowball until something comes out. The end result sounds so utterly perfect that it's jarring and exhilarating to see some bored lads shooting the shit and suddenly a masterpiece just falls out of nowhere. Then they just go home and eat dinner. What the fuck.