Barfly Page #3

Synopsis: Henry Chinaski never cared for the American dream, the thought of needing to become 'something' and fit into the system disgusts him. He believes that life is free and yours to live like you see fit, and if that in some cases involves copious amounts of whiskey then so be it. Henry spends his days drinking and listening to the radio, and he spends his nights drinking and fighting against Eddy who he thinks personifies shallowness and shameless self promoting. Sometimes in the middle of this he finds the time to jot down a few lines of poetry or a short story. After fighting Eddy and winning for a change Henry is thrown out of his regular bar where Eddy is a bartender. This leads him to seek another watering hole where he happens to find Wanda who is a barfly, in her own words "if another man came along with a fifth of whiskey, I'd go with him". Henry is not fazed by this thou and moves in with her. Of course Wanda immediately goes off and sleeps with Eddy, but after some clothes throwi
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Director(s): Barbet Schroeder
Production: Cannon Releasing
  Nominated for 1 Golden Globe. Another 3 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.3
Metacritic:
70
Rotten Tomatoes:
74%
R
Year:
1987
100 min
1,776 Views


Oh sh*t! It's the cops.

Let's go. Which way?

Go. Quick. Head for the basement. There.

Goddamn!

Stop! Police! Stay right where you are.

Here!

- Which way?

- This way.

If the elevator isn't at the bottom,

we're damned.

Stop or we'll fire!

Hit quickly the three button!

Ah, sh*t! Get this f***ing thing stop.

Leave the door open.

? ?

- Don't make a sound

- Hey, take your shoes of.

- I really wanna get those f***ers.

- And you see that woman? She really has great legs.

Have they left?

Let's not take a chance.

Let's be quiet for the rest of the night.

They might be camped down there.

I guess you'll have to stay the night.

Don't you hate cops?

No, but I seem to feel better when

they're not around.

I sure want to thank you for

your hospitality.

Just one thing.

I want never fall in love.

I don't wanna go through that. I can't.

Don't worry. Nobody's ever loved me yet.

Oh sh*t. I told you that stuff is green.

Look at it.

That never works.

? ?

Hey stop it. shhh. hey, be quiet.

The cops might be still out there.

Nothing ever works allright in this life.

It's allright.

- Hey, what the hell was that?

- Same old thing, only it's a little better than TV.

There you go lover.

- Lover?

- Don't you remember?

Aah, but what's this?

? ?key.

? ?better than one.

? ? thing

Yeah?

What you're good at?

Juicy. (phone rings)

Yeah? Oh.

Wilbur. I.. geez. I couldn't make

it over last night.

I got ? ?. I went to bed.

Tonight?

Well, geez, I don't know. Uhm.

Let me think about it.

Helloo. Yeah.

Hey Willbur, how're you doing?

Hey, listen Willbur, you'll call here again, I'm gonna come over.

I'm gonna do a tapdance on your skull.

Listen, Willbur be very carefull. Yeah, he's a very jealous man, he's a wrestler.

He drinks beer, sits around all day, farts, lifts weights.

He hung up.

Aaaaah. We really cut off a good source of

supply there, Mr. von Builderass

von Builderass? What's that?

It's the way you walk across the room, when you act.

Yeah, you're the damndest barfly I've ever seen.

You act like some real blue blood, a royalty.

I wasn't aware of that. Thank you.

- Noticed, that you're class too, baby.

- All right.

I gotta tell you something.

If a man came by with a fifth of whiskey,

I'm afraid I'd go with him.

I could get a lot of booze out of Willbur.

I'm giving up too much.

- I don't know about the next.

- Hey, I'm the next.

- I'll suply the booze.

- How?

I'll get a job.

(laughter)

What happened to you along the way?

You're weird.

By the way. The first thing I noticed

about you, were your legs.

Really?

I guess I got lucky with legs.

It's the brain I was shorter though.

Oh, yeah. Hey.

I could look at a woman's legs for hours.

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Charles Bukowski

Henry Charles Bukowski (born Heinrich Karl Bukowski; August 16, 1920 – March 9, 1994) was a German-born American poet, novelist, and short story writer. His writing was influenced by the social, cultural, and economic ambience of his home city of Los Angeles. His work addresses the ordinary lives of poor Americans, the act of writing, alcohol, relationships with women, and the drudgery of work. Bukowski wrote thousands of poems, hundreds of short stories and six novels, eventually publishing over 60 books. The FBI kept a file on him as a result of his column, Notes of a Dirty Old Man, in the LA underground newspaper Open City.Bukowski published extensively in small literary magazines and with small presses beginning in the early 1940s and continuing on through the early 1990s. As noted by one reviewer, "Bukowski continued to be, thanks to his antics and deliberate clownish performances, the king of the underground and the epitome of the littles in the ensuing decades, stressing his loyalty to those small press editors who had first championed his work and consolidating his presence in new ventures such as the New York Quarterly, Chiron Review, or Slipstream." Some of these works include his Poems Written Before Jumping Out of an 8 Story Window, published by his friend and fellow poet Charles Potts, and better known works such as Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame. These poems and stories were later republished by John Martin's Black Sparrow Press (now HarperCollins/Ecco Press) as collected volumes of his work. In 1986 Time called Bukowski a "laureate of American lowlife". Regarding Bukowski's enduring popular appeal, Adam Kirsch of The New Yorker wrote, "the secret of Bukowski's appeal. . . [is that] he combines the confessional poet's promise of intimacy with the larger-than-life aplomb of a pulp-fiction hero."Since his death in 1994, Bukowski has been the subject of a number of critical articles and books about both his life and writings, despite his work having received relatively little attention from academic critics during his lifetime. more…

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