There are no sync issues or audio dropouts to report in this review either. I won't get into the biography. The sound is also adequately represented; the soundtrack itself is papered wall to wall with Henry's classical radio selections alternating with drinking bar music chosen by Schroeder's assistant director and right hand man, Jack Baran. This is what Buk saw as being the truth of human life, the kind he translated into his poems and stories, and the film does manage to capture the flavour of his work. Check in out, you'll be glad you did, even if it's just to have a laugh at a very young Frank Stallone. Henry Chinaski Mickey Rourke is a talented writer of prolific prose; unfortunately hes also a skid-row alcoholic with a violent temper.
As this is Bukowski writing about Bukowski, we can chalk up Henry Chinaski's animal magnetism for both dames to author's ego. In his more recent work in The Wrestler, Sin City and Iron Man 2, he's a different man—an actor who's lived a hard life. The trio now have a romantic triangle of sorts to contend with. There is also a 12-minute featurette about the making of the film. But I am told that by the end of 2012 some Starbucks stores, including this one, will start offering alcohol. The supplemental features on the disc include two theatrical trailers and a collection of posters and lobby cards. Has great chemistry with Dunaway in a story based on Bukowski's semi-autobiographical book.
The main plot is a slight dalliance with the fashion-plate Alice Krige, who's attracted to him for his literary genius. The beatings he takes from Eddie perfectly cast with Sylvester Stallone's talentless brother cover him with scars, bandaids, and knuckles that look like gangrene is setting in. This is a cult film with a slacker lead character or professional drunk that plays out like a long, boozy lunch. The film was written by Charles Bukowski and is a sprawling and rambling one that plays out just like one of its alcoholic characters. Color reproduction is also convincing - the soft greens, yellows, and blues look well saturated and remain stable. Henry and Tully also talk about life. The story behind the making of the film is in fact a whole lot more interesting.
The owner closed the bar a couple of years after I left the area. Occasionally some extremely light noise creeps in, but it is never distracting or problematic. And the other bar denizens can accurately convey the seediness because quite a few of them were recruited right from the streets. The film was shot on authentic locations throughout Los Angeles. One day, after he gets beaten up by the bad bartender Frank Stallone, Death Feud , Henry meets Wanda Faye Dunaway, , , who also has a serious drinking problem.
It's fun to spend a couple of hours with this spittoon philosopher, even if his brilliant insights boil down to familiar nihilism and defeatist disenchantment. It's the old story of the artist who refuses to be 'corrupted' by the straight life, and it's amusing. Along with Runaway Train, Barfly is one of the jewels in an other wise dreadful movie-making machine run by the notorious team of Golan-Globus during the 1980s and 1990s. Faye Dunaway is terrific as well, showing the edge and flair we saw in Chinatown. For extras, there's a very smooth trailer that conveys the gist of the show in record time, a good example of the Cannon advertising department that bred so many good trailer cutters. There are two reasons why Henry Mickey Rourke, , goes to his favorite bar and none of them have anything to do with live Italian soccer games - he likes drinking and fighting with one of the bartenders. Oh for the good ol' bad ol' daze!! Normally, he shambles around like a Morlock with a painful carrot stuck up his rear end; we can't tell if he's limping from discomfort, or just trying to navigate through the alcoholic haze.
. Why he got the face lift is anybodys guess! Wanda's purse must have some sharp edges, because after she beats him over the head with it, he's one mess of blood and booze-soaked pain. She has already published some of his writings and wants more. Or will he maintain life as an unending bender with the sultry, jealous Wanda? This one is an import copy but no worries as the film plays fine in English. There is no indication in the product description that you have to have the subtitles on all the time.
But I liked how the story played out and the character stayed true to himself, however flawed he may be. It also has some good one-liners. Based on an original screenplay by legendary Beat generation writer Charles Bukowski, Barbet Schroeder's Barfly was completed in 1987. Charles Bukowski's self-portrait lends Henry Chinaski an element of glamour. Look, there is a lot of drinking in this movie. Bukowski himself was impressed by Rourke's performance, which says something because he was a man not easily impressed. The two drink and talk and then head back to her place.
Barfly is a film where a lot of existential navel-gazing occurs as two characters forge a path of self-destruction where the destination is rock bottom. There is no problematic background hiss, clicks, or pops. Detail is very pleasing, clarity improved, especially during the bar sequences, and contrast levels stabilized. And Dunaway was so good she should have won an Academy Award! The dialog is crisp, stable, and easy to follow. It probably helps to know something about Bukowski to get on with the film's gritty outlook. What carries the film along is the scathing observations of modern life that Bukowski is famed for.