Driver and Fight Club
'Cause movies are
better than sleep.
Can't sleep? Then
I've got the double feature for you. Insomnia-induced insanity or maybe
insanity-induced insomnia link these two brutal features. Travis Bickle
(Robert De Niro), the Taxi
Driver of the title, rolls through the streets of New York in
his cab all night because of his inability to sleep. Fight
Narrator (Ed Norton) visits self-help encounter groups to work through
his sleeplessness. Both characters start out a little tweaked and become
completely twisted by the end of their respective films.
is Peter Pan with sack. The Narrator, like Pan's Wendy,
straddles adulthood and childhood with unease. A magical being enters
his life, Tyler Durden (Brad Pitt), who teaches the Buddhist lesson
that one must refute the master and look to oneself. The only real difference
is that Peter Pan teaches his lessons with a sprinkling of Pixie Dust
while Tyler does teaching while sprinkling the barroom basement with
your pixie blood.
With Taxi Driver,
Martin Scorsese makes a movie that rises above the already masterful script
of Paul Schrader. With a dash of The
Searchers (One of Scorsese's favorites) Travis Bickle becomes
obsessed with a girl (Jodie Foster) under the "protection" of a "savage"
(Harvey Keitel). Simultaneously of its time and timeless, Taxi Driver
takes on the plight of Vietnam vets returning stateside and trying to
cope while still ensuring that the Mohawk will remain a symbol of pissed
off youth long after punk rock fills classic radio station play lists.
Both of these films
brim with righteous anger at the world. If you are inclined to release
raging tirades at traffic, or answer an unexpected tap on the shoulder
with a raised fist this double feature is for you. So shave that head,
stay up late and wash that filth from the streets, you space monkey.
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