Jeremy Allen White—yes, Lip from Shameless—is about to slip into a pair of worn-out jeans and strum his way into our hearts as Bruce Springsteen. That’s right, Jeremy’s starring as The Boss himself in Deliver Me From Nowhere, a biopic so highly anticipated, even your uncle who still plays air guitar to “Born to Run” is sweating with excitement.
Nebraska, but Make It Cinematic 🎬
Based on Warren Zanes’ telling of the making of Springsteen’s 1982 Nebraska album, this film promises to be a gritty, emotional ride. And by “gritty,” we mean it’s Bruce with an acoustic guitar, some deep thoughts, and, presumably, a coffee stain on his flannel. Production is in full swing, with the movie slated to hit theaters in 2025—so clear your calendar now, or risk being socially ostracized by every music snob in your friend group.
Directing this labor of love is Scott Cooper, the man with the cinematic chops to turn Springsteen’s existential crisis into Oscar bait. Cooper gave a heartfelt statement that was so intense, we feel like we need a cigarette break just from reading it:
“Beginning production on this film is an incredibly humbling and thrilling journey.” (Translation: I am both excited and terrified.)
“Nebraska shaped my artistic vision.” (Translation: I listened to it once and cried on the floor of my kitchen.)
“It’s been a pleasure collaborating with Bruce and Jon Landau.” (Translation: Bruce nodded at me once, and I’ll be telling my grandkids about it.)
But wait—there’s more! The movie also marks a reunion between Cooper and David Greenbaum, now at Disney. Because, obviously, when you think of Bruce Springsteen, the first thing that comes to mind is The Mouse House. 🐭✨
The Lowdown on Nebraska: Not Your Average Studio Album
In case you’ve been living under a rock that doesn’t have Spotify, here’s what makes Nebraska special: This album wasn’t just recorded—it was exorcised out of Bruce’s soul on a 4-track recorder in his bedroom. That’s right. No fancy studios. No E Street Band. Just Bruce, some ghosts of Jersey past, and probably a lot of coffee. It’s basically the sound of Springsteen’s musical midlife crisis, and it’s been inspiring sad indie boys with guitars ever since.
The album dropped after the 1981 The River Tour, when Bruce apparently thought, “What if I made an album that’s really good but also makes people stare out of windows and reconsider their life choices?” The result? A masterpiece that’s raw, haunted, and packed with enough emotional weight to make even your happiest friend question their existence.
Where’s the Action Happening?
Filming for Deliver Me From Nowhere will take place in none other than New Jersey and New York, with some additional production in Los Angeles—because every good Springsteen story needs a little West Coast flair, right? Expect plenty of soulful staring into the distance, diners where life-changing conversations happen over stale coffee, and maybe a highway or two for dramatic driving scenes.
So, prepare yourselves for 2025, when Jeremy Allen White will officially try to make being sad in a flannel the coolest vibe ever. Will he nail Bruce’s legendary gravitas? Will he make us believe in the magic of Jersey again? One thing’s for sure: if he doesn’t at least mumble the phrase, “Born to run, baby,” we riot.
