One of Scorsese's very best: an examination of cringe, of sardonicism, of alienation, of despair that puts most "expose the entertainment biz" films to shame because of its uncompromising facet and its genuine anger, its incredible disgust. De Niro is outstanding in every shot.
Unexpected style of movie from Scorsese, exploring fame, happiness and other un-gangstery topics. Dark, funny and really uncomfortable at moments, this may be one of the forgotten gems of Scorsese's portfolio, as well as De Niro's, who once again does a wonderful job.
Enjoyable comedy that takes psychologically disturbing state of mind and turns it into charming and humorous tour de force of Robert De Niro's Rupert Pupkin - a man whom no one can remember his name. As the plot evolves, so is Pupkin's fanaticism of becoming self-proclaimed King of comedy. Final result, the king is naked but comedy is real and meant to be revisited every once in a while.
Rupert Pupkin, a schizophrenic comedian obsessd by a Leno-like show host meets the man in an arranged chance-encounter. Pupkin pursues the host [played ferociously by Jerry Lewis) who is a teasing Narcissist in hope that Lewis will be able to give DeNiro a speakerbox. The climax moves away from realism (Does it?), subtly sinks into a reality dictated by the reasonable deductions, expectations Rupert has carried.