"The King of Comedy": the road to fame of absurdity and banter

Adrianna 2021-12-11 08:01:14

The movie master Martin Scorsese’s "The King of Comedy" and his predecessor, "Taxi Driver" are both stories about the unknown little character "surpassing fame": it's just that the latter is a taxi driver who lost sleep all night and fell in love. Wanting to assassinate the presidential candidate to dispatch boredom, but accidentally rescued a child prostitute, and finally became a "hero" in the eyes of the media; the former is a grass-roots comedian who is eager to be famous, who knows that he has repeatedly run into walls and is forced to be helpless. He kidnapped the famous mouth he admired, used it as a threat to appear on the TV show grandiosely, and performed an impromptu talk show for five minutes. After winning full cheers, he went to jail...

In terms of style, "Taxi Driver" is repressive and heavy, while "The King of Comedy" is absurd and ridiculous.

Acting god Robert De Niro this time plays a little talented but neurotic and daydreaming second-hand middle-aged man Rupp, who admires the talk show celebrity Jerry, but the other side is indifferent to him. , I have a crush on a barmaid, but they find him pitiful and ridiculous, with a dream of becoming famous, but no way to achieve it. So, Rupp made a virtual studio at home, and kept talking to himself against a wall full of audiences; fantasizing talk show celebrities begged him to come on the show with a low voice; even with a secret love bar girl, shamelessly Visit Mingzui’s country house...

He just wanted to be famous, with a kind of stubborn stubbornness to swear to achieve his goals; the bar girl he secretly admired, at first looked down on him, and later heard that he was a "good friend" with the well-known talk show, and he looked at him differently; The crazy female fan he planned and carried out the kidnapping together is simply the American version of Yang Lijuan. Men are eager for success, women only like successful men. In the end, men only want to be successful, so Rupp used his life to shout during the five minutes of the performance: "I would rather be the king of the night than a boring egg for a lifetime."

Martin Scorsese, known as the "movie sociologist", photographed the social psychosis of entertainment first and even entertainment to death in the consumer era: the "king of comedy" Rupp yearns for represents the pursuit of life His ultimate goal, when "kidnapping" evolved into a performance art, and "TV" became a medium of self-realization. In the end, he became famous overnight and was arrested and imprisoned. Later, he became the focus of media attention. After the prison, it was even more red and purple. And he finally became the new king of comedy in this weird and absurd way.

However, this is the envy of everyone, and the king of comedy that everyone aspires to be must be a perfect model? The film took a long time to describe the talk show celebrity Jerry who was worshipped by Rupp and chased wildly by female fans but never smiled after he stepped out of the stage. He will always be alone in the street. Walking, a person lives in an empty villa, only servants, no relatives, only silence, no sound, the real heights are very cold.

But Rupu didn't understand at all. He just wanted to imitate Jerry, and even more wanted to be him, even if he was crushed.

In the end, Rupp finally got on TV and packed all the misfortunes of his childhood and the various sadness of his fame into a joke, and couldn’t help telling the truth: “I came to the stage because I kidnapped Jerry (Famous Mouth). The name of the audience)”, I didn’t expect the audience in the audience to be overjoyed. Here, reality and absurdity, tragedy and comedy make people indistinguishable...including the unexpected ending: he became famous after he was in prison, and he became the king of a new generation of comedy when he was released. What is this? The real situation, or Rupp's wishful thinking?

In my opinion, it doesn't matter.

What’s important is that Rupp’s fame mentality to gamble on life verifies the spirit of "entertainment to death" criticized by American sociologist Neil Bozeman: to die for entertainment, but to entertain the end. Everyone has become a walking corpse.

Jerry’s today may be Rupu’s tomorrow.

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The King of Comedy quotes

  • Rupert Pupkin: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Let me introduce myself. My name is Rupert Pupkin. I was born in Clifton, New Jersey... which was not at that time a federal offense. Is there anyone here from Clifton? Oh, good. We can all relax now. I'd like to begin by saying... my parents were too poor to afford me a childhood. But the fact is that... no one is allowed to be too poor in Clifton. Once you fall below a certain level... they exile you to Passaic. My parents did put the first two down payments on my childhood. Don't get me wrong, but they did also return me to the hospital as defective. But, like everyone else I grew up in large part thanks to my mother. If she were only here today... I'd say, "Hey, ma, what are you doing here? You've been dead for nine years!" But seriously, you should've seen my mother. She was wonderful. Blonde, beautiful, intelligent, alcoholic. We used to drink milk together after school. Mine was homogenized. Hers was loaded. Once they picked her up for speeding. They clocked her doing 55. All right, but in our garage? And when they tested her... they found out that her alcohol had 2% blood. Ah, but we used to joke together, mom and me... until the tears would stroll down her face... and she would throw up! Yeah, and who would clean it up? Not dad. He was too busy down at O'Grady's... throwing up on his own. Yeah. In fact, until I was 13 I thought throwing up was a sign of maturity. While the other kids were off in the woods sneaking cigarettes... I was hiding behind the house with my fingers down my throat. The only problem was I never got anywhere... until one day my father caught me. Just as he was giving me a final kick in the stomach for luck... I managed to heave all over his new shoes! "That's it", I thought. "I've made it. I'm finally a man!" But as it turned out, I was wrong. That was the only attention my father ever gave me. Yeah, he was usually too busy out in the park playing ball with my sister Rose. But today, I must say thanks to those many hours of practice my sister Rose has grown into a fine man. Me, I wasn't especially interested in athletics. The only exercise I ever got was when the other kids picked on me. Yeah, they used to beat me up once a week... usually Tuesday. And after a while the school worked it into the curriculum. And if you knocked me out, you got extra credit. There was this one kid, poor kid... he was afraid of me. I used to tell him..."Hit me, hit me. What's the matter with you? Don't you want to graduate?" Hey, I was the youngest kid in the history of the school to graduate in traction. But, you know, my only real interest right from the beginning, was show business. Even as a young man, I began at the very top collecting autographs. Now, a lot of you are probably wondering... why Jerry isn't with us tonight. Well, I'll tell you. The fact is he's tied up. I'm the one who tied him. Well, I know you think I'm joking... but, believe me, that's the only way... I could break into show business... by hijacking Jerry Langford. Right now, Jerry is strapped to a chair... somewhere in the middle of the city. Go ahead, laugh. Thank you. I appreciate it. But the fact is, I'm here. Now, tomorrow you'll know I wasn't kidding... and you'll think I was crazy. But, look, I figure it this way. Better to be king for a night than schmuck for a lifetime. Thank you. Thank you.

  • Secretary: Is Mr. Langford expecting you?

    Rupert Pupkin: Yes, I don't think he is.