Monday, September 13, 2010

After Hours, whirlwind fast comedy with a cryptic undertow

After Hours (1985)
Jamal's Rating: 5 stars
Netflix Average Rating: 3.5 stars

One would probably never guess this was a Martin Scorcese if they didn't already know it; here he travels quick and light, running down dark alleyways of New York from one weird inhabitant to the next. There are hints of something sinister brewing, but it's less like Taxi Driver and more like an extended version of a Twilight Zone episode, only more ambiguous and without the moral high-mindedness. Griffin Dunne is great as the guilty-conscience leading man who just wants to get laid; watch him change which position his legs are crossed as someone enters the room. His normalcy is offset by a host of strange, lustful women who tend to take rejection personally, and eventually he becomes the target of a midnight manhunt. Not really sure what the point of it all was -- perhaps a loud wake-up call from the heavens -- but who cares when the film is this entertaining?


  1. I especially like how Scorcese made such a large, populated city seem barren and empty, wild and feral.

  2. Yeah, it was a bit like watching the ninja turtles movies.