Although Taxi Driver (1976) is number 52 on the American Film Institute’s 100 Greatest American Movies of All Time, it is not my kind of movie. I watch a movie to be entertained.
Roger Ebert wrote in 1996: “What is the purpose, the use, of a film like Taxi Driver? It is not simply a seamy, violent portrait of a sick man in a disgusting world. Such a portrait it is, yes, but not 'simply.' It takes us inside the mind of an alienated fringe person like those who have so profoundly changed the course of recent history (Oswald, Ray, Bremer, Chapman). It helps us to understand these creatures who emerge, every so often, guns in their hands, enforcing the death penalty for the crime of celebrity. Sick as he is, Travis is a man."
I would prefer to look elsewhere for understanding.
Friday, June 4, 2010
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