The late Robbie Robertson left us a gift: his story of his work in the movies and his friendship with director Martin Scorsese, wrapped around the Band’s The Last Waltz film that Scorsese directed and Robertson produced.

I knew that Robertson and Scorsese worked together on a few films, but I didn’t realize that their friendship and creative partnership ran as deep as the book describes. The two were from different experiences and cultures, but found the arts to be a major connection. They traveled the world together, sought out opportunities to blend their creative skills and developed a brotherhood of shared friends, family and life experiences. These two men had a lot in common despite their cultural and artistic differences.
I read Robertson’s previous memoir, Testimony (2016), learning a great deal about the man. My impression of him changed with the reading of that book, and it changed again while reading Insomnia. Robertson led a very complicated life; the seventies were like that. Complicated home life, complicated relationships with Band members, unknown future, new romantic interests, etc.
The Last Waltz is the spine of this story. It drew Scorsese and Robertson together, so much so that Robertson moved into Scorsese’s house when Robertson’s wife kicked him out, and Scorsese’s wife left. These two emotionally rudderless men had work and the search for good times to guide them.
Scorsese was supervising the editing, and Robertson was handling other post-production duties for The Last Waltz. Concurrently, The Band was imploding, the experience of the film only fueled the flames of dissection and personal issues within the group. Some fingers pointed directly at Robertson as the cause.
Insomnia (2025, Crown Publishing) is a literate and thoughtful book, just like Testimony was. You don’t have to be a fan of The Band to appreciate this book, there are plenty of Hollywood stories, wild tales of seventies life, and the kind of reflective self-analysis of anyone going through significant life changes. My only criticism, I could do without the name-dropping of women he hooked up with during his separation from his wife. They reconciled to spend many more years together, so the roster of actresses he slept with is really unfortunate.
Not only does Robertson talk about The Last Waltz, but also his film Carny and Scorsese’s pre-production of Raging Bull. I highly recommend this book.





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