NEW YORK, NEW YORK
This 1977 Scorsese flop is described in Wikipedia as a 'romantic comedy musical'. I must have been watching a different film. The only attempts at comedy come in the early scenes in which saxophone player Jimmy (De Niro) is pestering singer Francine (Liza Minnelli) because he wants to get her into bed (or failing that the back of a cab), or is trying to get out of paying his hotel bills. If De Niro possessed the comic timing and charm of Cary Grant maybe these scenes wouldn't seem so laboured and maybe I wouldn't be thinking she should give him a good slap, a thought that persisted throughout the next two hours. There's no romance, or chemistry, between the two but I'm not sure that Scorsese is even trying for this. But then again what was he aiming for? I think I read somewhere that he wanted it in part to be a tribute to old MGM musicals, but there's scarcely any of that as far as I could see, save for a musical-within-a-musical near the end, which an...