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I'm hijacking this thread. Won't be paying you no damn fees either.
I've been catching up on the Scorsese films that I've missed out on. I'd been getting by on just knowing his major, well-known flicks but I thought it was time for a deep-dive. For the most part, I'm being pleasantly surprised by what I find. SPOILERS BELOW.
The Color of Money- 7.5/10 - This turned out to be unexpectedly very different from what it initially appeared to be, zigging where it seemed like it would zag, and becoming a lot more darker than it seemed to let on, concluding as it did with that satirical "victorious" final freeze-frame. This is a film about a mentor who, when confronted with his own flaws and imperfections, forgets his own lessons, falling prey to his arrogance. Newman's character seems to relapse into the addiction of competition once he gets hustled himself, his illusions of possessing the "brains" being shattered right before his very eyes. He becomes lost to his own demons, losing his calm, subdued personality in the process of his desperate attempt to convince himself of his 'unbeatable' talent in a never-ending rat race... (I really hope Scorsese didn't mean for this to be simply about an old man who re-discovers his purpose in life, because that would suck...)
Gangs of New York - 6.5/10 - This one... I'm less sure about. Not all that bad, but it did feel overlong and stuffed to the point of capacity, lacking a tight narrative view or focus, with the satire feeling a bit blunt and seemingly at odds with the tone of reverent nostalgia that Scorsese uses to capture these monstrous, ruthless gangs. I appreciated the climactic tie-in with the Draft Riots, and how Lincoln's mighty army put an end to the madness in what was fittingly the bloodiest confrontation in the movie, with one side armed with guns and the other comprised of the poor, faceless people, revolting against the unfair capitalist machine (even, if in this instance, the intentions of the 'rich men in power' were noble). But it was too brief a moment, and not developed enough. That's my primary problem with the movie: the half-baked development of interesting ideas that simmer but never really reach boiling point. In the end, all of it is kinda just swept aside to delve into a nostalgia for New York's "forgotten" past, which is actually quite hideous and ugly and messy. Perhaps, I am mistaking Scorsese's warning (a reminder of New York's horrible history so that it does not repeat itself - because it does indeed keep repeating itself) for nostalgia... it's just that Di Caprio's narration doesn't help. When he says "for the rest of time, it would be like no one ever knew we were ever here", he surely doesn't mean it as a warning and I wish Scorsese would have interjected somewhere to offer his own view rather than his character's.
New York, New York - 8/10 - Despite a slow start, I ended up getting pulled into NY, NY, falling for its drama, music, characters and slow, jazzy atmosphere. And for that devastating climax too. What a sorrowful, sad ending it has, one that can be read in so many ways. One of De Niro's most underrated performances; the way he balances his two halves - his love for family vs his love for music - and how he habitually ends up doing or saying something insensitive or callous to his wife (and others) born from his own insecurities, until he just can't take it anymore and, finally, abandons one of his halves. I loved the humor in the script too - small moments like Jimmy trying to romantically explain to Francine in the cab about his three favorite things in life and how she could replace his number one favorite thing, and the revised order of his favorite things becomes all muddled and confused even to Jimmy himself, or the sequence much later in the red-lit jazz club (where their old band is performing) and when it takes four of them all of five minutes to decide what drinks to order and it's absolute complete mayhem. The use of artificial sets lend a romanticism to the movie too - the orange skies and black woods in particular - putting this story, perhaps in a refreshing way, far away from the gritty realism that Scorsese is so renowned for, in the spirit of the Technicolor movies of Hollywood's Golden Age. In the last third of the movie, Liza Minnelli really sets the stage on fire. Her whole play as alter-ego Peggy Smith is, of course, about the real price of Francine's success - costing her a relationship with the love of her life, who had refused to live under her shadow. While I wanted a reunion in the climax (now that they both had gotten some measure of success, they could possibly reconcile, right?), I think Scorsese offers a more real ending to a relationship that was never meant to last, that was only causing grief and pain to both parties involved, fooling them into thinking they could have it all. I don't know if Francine going 'up' on the elevator is meant to show that she did not want to become a part of Jimmy's drama, or if her success had gotten to her head, but it's heartbreaking nonetheless. I don't think I'll forget the glistening, red "exit" sign that Francine refuses to go through. And this is where the long run-time makes so much sense - it's almost as if we lived with these two and experienced, with them, all of their memories beginning from their drawn-out, almost tiresome meet-cute to their sudden, midnight marriage to their days of touring together as musicians to their up-and-down marriage in which the communication breakdown began to occur - and it just really hits home. What an underrated film.
Cape Fear - 7.5/10 - I probably need to see the original, but I never understood why one of the lieutenants (I think) looks so disapprovingly at Nolte's decision to bury evidence. Okay, yeah, it sounds horrible out of context, but it was done to put away a violent thug for all the other heinous crimes he'd gotten away with like rape. Anyway, Scorsese directed Cape Fear after the radically different Goodfellas... is there any genre this guy hasn't touched in which he hasn't producing something that isn't - at least - more than half decent? I liked Cape Fear enough, a neo-noir shot stylishly with tilted pans, shaking shots, odd movements, and unsettling closeups with bursts of alarmingly blaring orchestral music, and a brutal performance from a terrifying De Niro. I didn't even notice the cameos from the film noir greats (who were in the original) or the reference to Night of the Hunter (the tattoos, the final showdown in the river) or the darkly comic throwback to Psycho in De Niro's cross-dressing intended to deceive, but it was all nicely interwoven. That being said, I think it still felt a bit overlong and drawn out in some places - unlike the two movies it references, which had a taut, superbly paced narrative. For now, a 7.5... but I'll see how it ages.