After Hours
A strong contender for Martin Scorsese’s most random film. The whole film takes place over the course of one very memorable night for desk jockey Griffin Dunne, as he meets a girl in a coffee shop, gets her number and then accepts a late night invitation to pop over to her apartment. Things start going wrong before he even gets out of the cab and proceed to snowball into a chain of events that seem absurd individually but are pulled off in such a way that you just keep going with it.
Apparently Scorsese picked the script after plans for The Last Temptation of Christ initially fell through and pretty much did it just for the crack. It shows. But whilst not nearly as personal as many of his more well known films, the lack of a deep affection for the source material seemed to liberate Marty and he created an aloof, darkly humorous film that remains an intriguing entry into his CV. I have yet to see his version of Cape Fear (it seems to be my white whale) but they seem to have this in common. But while that one was Marty aiming for the box office, this is just him having fun and making a film just because he can.
The Legend of 1900
Whilst watching I found it hard to shake off the memory of Cinema Paradiso and in quite a few ways I found it very similar. For example, the rose-tinted spectacles narrative, the three act structure with the way both of 1900’s loves were established, even the fate of the main location. But such familiarity can be forgiven when the end result is as well crafted as this. Tim Roth delivers a career highlight performance as the titular 1900, a boy born at the turn of the century on the SS. Virginian, adopted by the crew and who spends his entire life making the crossing from Europe to America and back again, never once setting foot on dry land. An unusual life affords him an unusual philosophy on it and it is this combined with a paradoxically adventurous spirit that attracts trumpeter Max to form a close friendship with him.
Tornatore plays to his Paradiso strengths with many beautifully composed shots brimming with warmth along with the heartache of lost love, but ultimately I didn’t find it as deeply affecting as his earlier film. Maybe it was the lack of such a fantastic ending or slightly-too-misty-eyed voiceover, but it didn’t quite reach quite reach those previous heights. But it was still a fabulous film to watch, so cheers laz.