I caught it last night. Inconsistent chronology, instruments, etc, don't bother me so much - they're inevitable and unimportant.

Llewyn's voice though, irritated the hell out of me. It's the voice of someone whose entire singing career has been up close and personal with a vocal mic. He's never, ever, ever had to belt it out to connect with the guy at the back of the room. When the Dylan tape plays at the end of the film, you can hear the roar of a voice that has to be heard.

And I can understand it to an extent. A coffeehouse voice from sixty years ago can't be sold on a commercial soundtrack. But a voice and performer with a Mumford aesthetic really grated on me.