
1978 · Martin Scorsese
How The Last Waltz has been received, argued over, and remembered.
Hailed on release as the concert film raised to art — and it's only climbed since, routinely topping 'greatest concert film ever' lists. The one real revision: Levon Helm's bitter 1993 memoir recast it for many as Robbie Robertson's self-mythologizing project rather than The Band's true farewell.
The eternal scrap is twofold: does it edge Stop Making Sense as the greatest concert film, and is it a loving elegy or a Robertson vanity piece that shoved Levon Helm and the others to the margins?
The opening title card — 'THIS FILM SHOULD BE PLAYED LOUD!' — became a rallying cry quoted on posters, playlists, and a thousand Letterboxd reviews. Its earnest talking-head interviews were affectionately skewered by This Is Spinal Tap, whose director 'Marty DiBergi' is a wink at Scorsese himself.
Unshakeable canon — the default answer to 'best concert film,' a Thanksgiving-viewing ritual for music nerds (the concert was held on Thanksgiving 1976), and a rite of passage for Scorsese completists.