Travis Bickle drawing

Taxi Driver Robert De Niro poster


So here's old Bobby D scowling away as "God's lonely man" and thinking those bad ideas that he has in his head.

I remember a beautiful time between around the age of fifteen and eighteen when the entire field of seventies moviemaking was wide open to me. And I could watch a bona fide classic piece of cinema for the first time pretty much every week without any effort just by ticking off the titles that were already etched into my mind through osmosis and thousands of hours spent watching The Simpsons. The Godfather, One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, Chinatown, A Clockwork Orange, The French Connection, Apocalypse Now... Zardoz... The list goes on and on. 

This film geekery was made possible by the perpetual DVD "sale" racks of HMV, Fopp, Ourprice and MVC where remastered reissues of the classics were a constant feature. But Taxi Driver I remember getting on VHS from my local library (I had to convince my mother to get it out to bypass the 18 certificate).

Taxi Driver was the first film to introduce me to a Robert De Niro who gave a shit, a New York that was an urban inferno and the mastery of Martin Scorsese.

Some time around 36 years ago Hollywood stopped making seventies films. I'm not sure why but I think Star Wars had something to do with it.

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