Made in 1985 Scorsese’s lesser-known black comedy seen through the lens of 2019 is a strange little movie. Increasingly it reminded me of a wacky BBC comedy of errors, including the usual well-known faces, Teri Garr, William Heard, Catherine O’Hara all turn up like some Terry and June episode. Although the story is undoubtedly dark and adult unfortunately the escalating farcical nature of what happens is the type of story that has always annoyed the heck out of me – when the old 1970s British sitcoms did it, when Frasier did it, it annoyed me, characters doing stupid things that lead onto even more stupid events when all anyone ever has to do is talk to each other – I would say it’s an age thing but it’s not, it annoyed me as a teenager.
Having said that the acting is quirky and fun with the highly underrated Griffin Dunne supplying an almost pitch-perfect nervous, fraught ‘little man’ up to his neck in circumstances he cannot understand in a world he does not live in, even though to be honest it was not a sympathetic or likable character, hopefully this was purposeful. Along the way we get to see ‘quirky’ characters who populate Soho ‘after hours’. Rosanna Arquette and and almost unrecoganisable Linda Fiorentino share a flat in what seems to start off as an off-kilter love story but veers into weirdland and there the film and story stays.
Therein is the problem with the film, it starts off comedic almost romantic and then careers off the road into a dark territory where we see people having sex ala a ‘Rear Window’ device and then an out and out cold-blooded murder, there’s suicide the list is wackily endless. But I didn’t find it wacky and the longer it went on the more I felt that I just wanted Paul to get home.
You can certainly see in some shots and framing Scorsese honing his skills for his future output but in someways this is also a problem for me as the film seems a practice, a students work if you will, before the director got better.
After Hours is not bad but it seems a film not made for my tastes, it was something I was happy to watch, was very 80s in the style and cinematography but not anything I would watch again unless it was on a channel I was flicking through late at night. I did not laugh much for a comedy, black or not.
This is one of director Martin Scorsese's minor masterpieces, often forgotten when his films are studied or discussed but an essential one of his New York centrally based narratives. It's quirky little drama with comedy undertones and a great central performance from Griffin Dunne. It may seem a little dated in some ways but it's such an unusual and cleverly scripted film with shades of Alfred Hitchcock in the use of the camera that it's well worth discovering if, like me, it has passed you by. Dunne plays Paul, a bored computer operator in a New York firm. After work one evening he meets Marcie (Rosanna Arquette) and attracted to her he goes to her apartment. This sets him on a night of bizarre and frustrating experiences where coincidence and trouble abound. It's an intriguing and very entertaining film that goes in some very unlikely directions and has a good cast that includes Linda Fiorentino, Teri Garr and John Heard.
Essentially, Martin Scorses's After Hours is a mad cap film reinterpretation of Franz Kafka's The Trial. It's one of those half-remembered 80s films that got broadcast on late-night TV and you ha;f-remember all through your years, then you track it down to reassess it. the Criterion Collection has blew the dust off Scorsese's strangest film , and I'd say its worth a look even though it's light, annoying, infuriating (like the source material), funny, bonkers, and very 80s. The cast are wonderful in the main, and the ending is a doozy. It's fun to see forgotten counter culture heads like Cheech and Chong show up alongside John Heard,, Linda Fiorentino, Rosanna Arquette and Teri Garr. Griffin Dunne is awesome as the Josef K proxy and some of the set-pieces/non-sequiteurs are very funny. It's slight but if you get it, it's yours for life.