A dark comedy that comes off
more as a
nightmare, AFTER HOURS is an inventive, involving movie that still
falls short of being the classic it could have been. Martin
Scorsese obviously connected with the material, especially with its
theme of one man being punished for some unknown sin, but instead
of directing it like a comedy, he approaches it as a
thriller.
The potential gags are played down and the psychotic, paranoid and
claustrophobic aspects of the screenplay are played up.
The story is about a
New York City office
worker (Griffin Dunne) who meets a beautiful girl (Rosanna Arquette) at
a coffee shop and hooks up with her later that night in her downtown
Soho loft. When the date goes bad, Dunne cuts it short and attempts
to head back uptown to his apartment, but finds he cannot. AFTER HOURS
is a skewed version of THE WIZARD OF OZ, a film referenced early in the
dialogue, with some Kafka thrown into the mix (The Castle).
The people Dunne
meets in his travels are nearly as strange as those Dorothy meets on
hers. They include a quartet of beautiful blondes - the
off-kilter Arquette (is she ever any other way?), a retro dumb blonde
waitress (Teri Garr), an agressive ice-cream vendor (Catherine O'Hara),
and a lonely artist (Verna Bloom). Nearly every person he
meets
changes the course of his night one way or another, and always in a
negative way. Setting out simply to have a one-night stand
with a
random stranger, Dunne winds up being the catalyst for a suicide,
witnessing a murder, and being chased down the streets of New York by a
vigilante mob who have mistaken him for a local burglar.
Although Paul Hacket, the lead
character in
AFTER HOURS, is Griffin Dunne's signature role, he never makes the
character as funny or as sympathetic as he can be, and one wonders what
another actor, such as Gene Wilder, could have done with the
role. The movie itself could have been funnier, if less
stylish, in the hands of a comedy director rather than Scorsese,
whose direction is more like that of a film noir or Hitchcock "wrong
man on the run" film" than a
comedy.
Nevertheless, once it gets
going, AFTER HOURS
pulls you in, with its mad twists and turns and its unlikely
coincidences that one must simply chalk up to fate.
Unfortunately, the film doesn't really kick into high gear for the
first 35 minutes. Despite the talents of Dunne and Arquette,
the
initial hookup scene goes on interminably and is hampered by too much
talk of rape and too many obscure allusions to burn victims, allusions
which never really come into play during the movie.
Ironically,
it is not until a character dies that AFTER HOURS springs to
life.
½ - JB