Thanks for the spotlight on After Hours. I saw this on the big screen in 1985, as a teenager. It was my first Scorsese, and it’s still one of my favorite films ever. It’s also a film that I feel helped prepared me in a strange way for moving to New York City ten years later. I rewatched it again very recently. The clockwork image on the …
Thanks for the spotlight on After Hours. I saw this on the big screen in 1985, as a teenager. It was my first Scorsese, and it’s still one of my favorite films ever. It’s also a film that I feel helped prepared me in a strange way for moving to New York City ten years later. I rewatched it again very recently. The clockwork image on the poster is very apt, given the way the story unfolds.
The cast is so good in this, right down to the surreal inclusion of Cheech and Chong. Always great to see John Heard show up. A terrific double feature with this might be the cheerfully dark noir The Last Seduction with, again, Linda Fiorentino.
The Last Seduction holds up brilliantly. Fiorentino is a treat in this movie, too. That voice, that confidence. Just the way she casually removes her bra and slings it over her shoulder in front of Paul is so funny. There's nothing sexual about it-- it's just another weird, uncomfortable situation for him to deal with.
I wish Fiorentino had had a bigger career - she has some real-deal movie star presence where she never seems like she's acting, she's just existing and it's fascinating.
This was my first Scorsese in the theater and I watched in an almost empty theater in West Texas two years before moving to NYC. There was a little subgenre of movies where the hero is at the mercy of the city; this one was probably the best. (The first hour of BEAU IS AFRAID is maybe the current champ, though.) At the time it felt like a little entrance to the club of heading to the big city (where I proceeded to write a series of terrible versions of AFTER HOURS in school). But it nailed that feeling of isolation and alienation in a giant city. I'm not sure I ever really recovered from those feelings.
Thanks for the spotlight on After Hours. I saw this on the big screen in 1985, as a teenager. It was my first Scorsese, and it’s still one of my favorite films ever. It’s also a film that I feel helped prepared me in a strange way for moving to New York City ten years later. I rewatched it again very recently. The clockwork image on the poster is very apt, given the way the story unfolds.
The cast is so good in this, right down to the surreal inclusion of Cheech and Chong. Always great to see John Heard show up. A terrific double feature with this might be the cheerfully dark noir The Last Seduction with, again, Linda Fiorentino.
The Last Seduction holds up brilliantly. Fiorentino is a treat in this movie, too. That voice, that confidence. Just the way she casually removes her bra and slings it over her shoulder in front of Paul is so funny. There's nothing sexual about it-- it's just another weird, uncomfortable situation for him to deal with.
I wish Fiorentino had had a bigger career - she has some real-deal movie star presence where she never seems like she's acting, she's just existing and it's fascinating.
As a teenage viewer, she scared the shit out of me, but I fell a little bit in love with her at the same time.
This was my first Scorsese in the theater and I watched in an almost empty theater in West Texas two years before moving to NYC. There was a little subgenre of movies where the hero is at the mercy of the city; this one was probably the best. (The first hour of BEAU IS AFRAID is maybe the current champ, though.) At the time it felt like a little entrance to the club of heading to the big city (where I proceeded to write a series of terrible versions of AFTER HOURS in school). But it nailed that feeling of isolation and alienation in a giant city. I'm not sure I ever really recovered from those feelings.