I agree with many of the other reviews on here, that Mickey Rourke 'tries too hard'. The affected manner he adopts becomes tiresome and ends up stifling his downbeat performance and natural charisma. Still, some good dialogue scenes and Faye Dunaway was an inspired casting choice.
Thought Rourke was trying too hard and was not convincing at all - which seemed odd. The neon lights, the signage and the fabrics in this film, however, worked very well and some of the styling is very watchable. If i am looking solely at these elements, it usually means the film content is not engaging enough for me. I did like .. " some people never go crazy - what truly horrible lives they must live"
I guess when you become that much of a drinker you don't puke up your guts or have the ax slamming down into your skull. Poetic licence and let's face it, seeing our two leads staggering about looking for the nurofen probably wouldn't have been as interesting. He spoke a good line did Mickey, but god, I'm having a bath now as I feel unclean.
Utter garbage that seems to spring from a distant echo of Bukowski's voice. To infer any honest connection between Bukowski's artistic thematic and this overacted plonk is reckless. Rourke & Dunaway should have first pickled themselves in scotch for 6 months before mildly resembling drunken goods and the operatic tone is so cringing that one should seek confession for forgiveness after watching this sin.
As someone who works in a bar, I wish the characters were as colourful, wise, tragic and beautiful as they are here. It's a grubby, sad little affair. That Henry is such a great writer hints at the narcissism of both the author and his characters. Still, American confidence; it can't be beat or reasoned with.
(...)Barfly entspringt aus der Welt der Trinker, in der ein Schritt nicht zwingend zum nächsten führt. Zwischen dem Kater danach und vor dem nächsten Suff kann alles passieren. Barbet Schroeder hat den Film gemacht nach einem (dem einzigen!) Original-Drehbuch Bukowskis.(...)
For fans, this is the endlessly re-watchable Bukowski film that Bukowski was around to co-sign - and the one that’s most full of his spirit. For those unaware, this is a great film about a writer who accepts his place in the world by posing his judgement of other people against his own ideals. Schroeder does well by the poet, bringing direction to the madness through (among other things) the continuous loop presented