Martin Scorcese's 1976 Film And Wall Streets

Whether you’re stuck on the 405 freeway during rush hour, on the 15 freeway heading back from a long-weekend vacation, or driving through the busy streets of Hollywood, traffic on the highways and streets of Los Angeles can often be a hassle. In Dagoberto Gilb’s short story Love in L.A., first published in 1986, the troubles of traffic are experienced first hand by our main character Jake. Jake is a common fellow with a steady occupation who is merely trying to make his way to work through the busy streets of Hollywood. As he is working his way through the piled traffic, not paying complete attention to the road in front of him, Jake crashes into the back of a Toyota. In the midst of exchanging information with the driver of the Toyota,

New York and its well-known icons such as Central Park, Times Square or the World Trade Center have “created the concept of New York throughout the world. Without the movies, the term New York would have a different content” (Blake 4), and the same logic applies to its filmmakers. New York has been one of the most popular film settings for many decades and seemed has influenced not only the film industry but also the expectations of many tourists. People travel to New York with a certain expectation of the city and its visual appearance; they want to find the city that is being represented to them through the voice of their favorite filmmakers. As a young boy, Woody Allen was fascinated by the atmosphere and the architecture of the city and therefore loved all films that were set in New York (cf. Lax 21). His first visit to New York in 1941 determined his life and his future work as a filmmaker entirely. His father took him to Time Square, which was a place “brash and exciting and vaguely naughty” (Klein 85), a place so “seductive that [he’s] never really recovered from it” (Lax

During the early 1980’s, crime rate in New York was at its peak. To prove this point, Gladwell gives an example of the Bernard Goetz shooting. Gladwell also highlights that Goetz was viewed as a hero and people celebrated when he was easily acquitted on charges of assault and attempted murder. Gladwell mentions this to give us an example of the incidents that used to take place on the subways

In the Bronx, people are able to slow down and spend quality time with friends and family, while also having

Whether you're stuck on the 405 freeway during rush hour, on the 15 freeway heading back from a long-weekend vacation, or driving through the busy streets of Hollywood, traffic on the highways and streets of Los Angeles can often be a hassle. In Dagoberto Gilb's short story Love in L.A., first published in 1986, the troubles of traffic are experienced first hand by our main character Jake. Jake is a common fellow with a steady occupation who is merely trying to make his way to work through the busy streets of Hollywood. As he is working his way through the piled traffic, not paying complete attention to the road in front of him, Jake crashes into the back of a Toyota. In the midst of exchanging information with the driver of the Toyota,

Although they may seem very different on the surface, the two city symphonies, “A Bronx Morning” and “Manhatta” converse very well with each other. They both manage to capture and emphasize the aspects of New York City that make up what they love about or what they see the city as. What the filmmaker wants to show their audience members, and how they wish to portray the city they are filming is what dictates what he or she chooses to focus in on, or graze over in their filmmaking process. Both “A Bronx Morning” and “Manhatta” capture the city of Manhattan in completely different yet similar ways, and this all has to do with the film makers choice of how to organize and present their material to their audience, yet they both manage to mystify New York City.

I hear the cars before I see them. Their honks add even more chaos to the never silent city, as they interrupt each other like impatient children arguing over a toy. But I love the chaos of New York. It reminded me of Bangalore, my old home; it almost puts me to sleep for chaos was my lullaby eons ago. My nostalgia washes away though, once I’ve taken a peek at the skyline. Waves of awe engulf me, as i take in the soaring skyscrapers glittering in the sunlight, and the orangey-pink water of the New York Harbor in the evening. The World Trade Center memorial catches my eye as i take in the world. I’m filled with chilly sorrow as the memories of the 9/11 memorial we visited earlier that day return to me. But now is not the tie to be somber. I

As I walk up Broadway, I stop at a newsstand for a copy of the New York Post. When I lived with my parents, my father disdained the Post and would only subscribe to the Times or the Wall Street Journal, but I love the visceral elements of the Post. I tuck the newspaper into my bag, and walk past this Mecca of civilization. I’m convinced the autumn air smells crisper on this side of town, and it makes me reluctant to descend below the sidewalk into the sour breath of the subway.

The Op-Doc begins on the streets of New York City

Welcome to the capital of the world, the city that never sleeps and the place that I call home -- New York City. Although there are many other cities across the United States, New York City has a certain je ne sais quoi about it, that makes it seem better than the rest. Home to the Statue of Liberty, Times Square, Central Park, the Empire State Building, and many other landmarks and attractions, New York City is a tourist’s dream come true. Unfortunately, people like me, who have lived and grown up here, tend to find the city and its attractions boring and not as appealing as they have all been made out to be. Through “Here’s My New York,” E.B White explains that there are those who are born here and take the city for granted, those who come into the city by day and leave by night, and those who have migrated from different parts of the world in search for a better life.

Lives in the city are doubled, tripled, conjugated—women and men all trying to handle their own chain of events, trying to keep the story straight in their own heads. At times they catch themselves in sensational lies, embellishing or avoiding a nasty secret here and there, juggling the lines of causality, and before you know it, it’s impossible to tell one thread from another. In this city, like everywhere, people work, they eat, they drink, they have sex, but it’s hard not to wake up here without the certainty of

As you walk down the packed streets of New York City, 8.3 million people are out and about. Its 7pm and you’re eating a granola bar headed to see the newest big hit on Broadway. Once you finish, you look around and realize there is no garbage pails anywhere nearby. So you toss your wrapper in the street and think nothing of it and casually walk away and go on with your evening……

I would say that New York City was depicted almost realistically, however I would like to boldly underline the word: almost. It is true that in late sixties New York City were very busy city, with a lot of people, and a lot of traffic, and today that is true as well just the people and the traffic are even times more than almost fifty years ago. What is missing from the movie is the other side of the New York City, the positive and good if you will side. The emphasis was on the bad that could happen in such large city, and that is very much true regardless if you are in New York City, Moscow, Paris, London, Prague, Madrid, Rome, Mexico City, Sofia or any other large city around the word. There are homeless people in every one of them, and certainly no one call police or emergency service for them, except if their presence interferes with someone or some municipal regulation, regardless which city you can choose, I can state that with certainty, I had the luck to travel and even live in all of the above-mentioned cities throughout my live.

New York City is a great city, but first impressions aren’t the best. If you fly into LaGuardia Airport, the place is a dump. The floors are cracked and dusty, it smells of jet fuel and Cinnabon, and there isn’t even an established taxi stand, they just line up on a dirt road near the side. But given the place was under construction when we arrived, I will give them credit this time. The taxi ride was one of the shortest distance ride I have ever ridden a taxi in, but was also the longest time I have rode in a taxi. Because of the gridlock rush hour traffic, it took us nearly an hour to travel about 10 miles. But for the ride through Brooklyn and into Manhattan, the taxi driver was a good tour guide, pointing out Harlem, the Bronx, and other parts of the city. He pointed out the Brooklyn Bridge, the New York subway, and famous buildings such as the Chrysler building.

New York City that is depicted in Taxi Driver seems to be too real to be true. It is a place where violence runs rampant, drugs are cheap, and sex is easy. This world may be all too familiar to many that live in major metropolitan areas. But, in the film there is something interesting, and vibrant about the streets that Travis Bickle drives alone, despite the amount of danger and turmoil that overshadows everything in the nights of the city. In the film “Taxi Driver” director Martin Scorsese and writer Paul Schrader find and express a trial that many people face, the search for belonging and acceptance.