An emotionally and mentally unstable Vietnam War veteran named Travis Bickle takes a job as a New York City cab driver. Suffering from both relentless insomnia and general misanthropy, Bickle sets out to save a twelve-year-old prostitute from the clutches of her pimp.
Scorsese’s New Hollywood classic, a brutal neo-noir, comes from a different New York: dirty, hardscrabble, crime-plagued, longing for relief. Travis Bickle wants to wipe the city clean, but would he be happy with the shiny, money-slick Big Apple of today? The definitive portrait of an American era.
Soaked streets, city lights and nights that stretch into days are accompanied with appropriate score that synthesizes romantic jazz and sinister sounds of twisted derivations. Just as it is intoxicating with the beauty of capturing the middle of the night in the big city, it is also disturbing chronicle of the insomniac, sleepless surroundings and culminating violence that concludes this classic with the iconic bang
10/10 - The existential crisis of a deranged loner, Taxi Driver is one of the, if not THE hardest hitting drama I have ever seen. This movie was probably the main reason I fell in love with cinema at age 22, and made me realize many things: how great De Niro is, how you dont have to identify with the protagonist to find him interesting, and most importantly: how much a simple personal story can say about life.
One of these movies that gets more powerful and powerful after each viewing. After just finishing my 4th, I finally understand why it can be considered better than Goodfellas and Raging Bull. One of the great american masterpiece of the last 50 years!
A cautionary tale that transformed contemporary cinema. Travis Bickle is the ultimate disturbed protagonist. His warped, bigoted worldview colours his societal interactions in a volatile fashion. It plays on the mind long after a viewing; symbolic of a loner's psychological descent as his ideological posturing turns sour. When his villainies are confused by redeeming qualities, it makes it all the more unsettling.
Don't ask how it took me so long to see this movie. I'm glad I finally did. Foster is great. DeNiro is electric (reminded me of Gyllenhaal in Nightcrawler tbh). Some of the dolly moves felt as bit showy/unmotivated, but that's a small complaint considering how well this movie was made.
When I saw the camera look away from Travis, that was the day I became a cinefile. All of a sudden, movement had meaning and I could sense the presence of an artist. Even after all these years and imitators, it's still one of the most fascinating character study out there. The slow descent into this mind has a mood and pace that nobody else has captured despite endless attempts. A time capsule of 70s nihilism.
"You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who the hell else are you talkin' to? You talkin' to me? Well I'm the only one here. Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?" - Travis
Jodie Foster epic cuteness
Scorsese's gritty masterpiece paints a brutal portrait of New York City. No film is more successful at portraying the maddening effects of alienation, and I doubt a better character study has ever (or will ever) be made.