This may be my biggest feeling after watching "Taxi Driver". At that time, even though Judy Foster acted like a queen, he couldn't hide the sweet fragrance or youthful rebellion characteristic of teenage girls in the film. Opening his mouth can be a stellar love affair with a green frame. It is like Lolita described by Nabokov. And Robert De Niro's eyes flickered full of youth and vigor. He wore an old M65 OG-107 military uniform and walked through the crowd. He turned his head and smiled, even if he was scarce and embarrassed, he was full of yearning for innocence. But the United States they passed by, or the United States portrayed in Martin Sicoses' movies, happened to be the ruins of the prosperous life of a generation of Americans after World War II and the Vietnam War. They are labelled in general terms, called the Beat Generation.
So it is not difficult for us to explain why the taxi driver played by Robert De Niro, after unintentionally carrying the presidential candidate, would lose his word in the process of talking with the other party. Outside the car window was a night view of neon lights, and the exposed women walked hungry on the wet and sticky road. From time to time, young men approached each other, and the tattoos on their bodies seemed to spread to everyone present. Falling into the dark night is something that can happen quickly. After turning around one intersection, the taxi driver talked with his head down and excitedly, and had to explain that he did not understand politics and had no expectations for the future of the United States. If there must be, then it is hoped that there will be a rain or something to wash the city clean. The filth of those streets and alleys gave him a headache. At this time, he can be any burnt-out driver who may have been passionate under the orange metal shell on the asphalt road in the city.
Even if Wilde claimed in his prose that evil is nothing more superficial. I still feel that the superficiality in this unique age is far from enough to be called "evil", but at best it is the bizarre silence in the depths of the soul. Perhaps we have become accustomed to blaming history for various defects, although each of us is a participant and creator of history. But the brute force of the people twisting together can always lead the rise and fall of the country to an unknown distance. Kong left a group of bewildered people, acting as a model of collective unconsciousness.
When I saw a movie for the first time, the cinema he chose showed dirty and vulgar movies. The innocent girl who had finally made an appointment resolutely left after scolding him a thousand times in the bottom of her heart. From then on, only a phone number that was called once and no one answered, and her slender figure laughing and cursing with others. At this time, no matter how hard it is to explain, it probably won't help. He still said that all lovers live like this, and there are all kinds of tricks in this kind of movie. Why are you angry? Isn't this life? Can we have other choices? On the battlefield of the Vietnam War, how did he have time to learn what music is, what is film, what is art, and what skills can make a girl believe in life with him?
We might not even learn to believe in our own lives. If it's on the battlefield, no matter how turbulent we are, we can tell the enemy and ourselves. Know where the goal is and how to win. But what about going back to the real world? How to be a politician who sells utopias, an intellectual who is anti-physical, and a comic book hero who saves prostitutes from fire and water? If we do nothing, what are we?
Around 1970, the United States was also affected by the new wave of French films. A group of young people who not only inherited the traditional American Hollywood film style but also love authorism and European art films embarked on a journey of self-expression. They are called "Movie Boys". The four most famous directors constitute the backbone of the new Hollywood era. Unlike Coppola, Spielberg, and George Lucas among the four, Martin Scorsese's movies are more or less full of a lonely humanistic care. This kind of care has nothing to do with inspiration, but it means that this is the world we live in. It has its own way of rotating, and we will also have a way to continue living and understanding.
At the end of the movie, the taxi driver saved the chick but did not die, and became a hero reported in the newspaper. Still driving taxis aimlessly sending lonely people from one crowd to another. Occasionally, I met the one I liked, and couldn't say anything. Just silently waived the bill, started the engine, and continued to drive to the dimly lit distance.
I like this taciturn ending, just as I like the indifference and indifference of life, but I like the ubiquitous American dream in Martin Sicoses' movies but it is so tickling.
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