Scorsese's finest moment. Forget Taxi Driver (overrated), forget Raging Bull (black and white) and forget Bringing Out the Dead (please). AFTER HOURS is the man at his peak, weaving a black comedy spiralling deeper out of control as one particularly bad night in Manhattan winds its way slowly toward dawn. Teri Garr extols the virtues of the Monkees, Rosanna Arquette shows off her ample curves, and Cheech and Chong do not smoke weed. And Robert DeNiro is nowhere to be found. Did I hear you say "masterpiece"?
ROSANNA ARQUETTE. TOTO WROTE A SONG ABOUT HER. THEY ALSO WROTE ONE ABOUT AFRIKA BAMBAATAA TOO, DIDN'T THEY?