Who's That Knocking at My Door (1967)

[jjnagel]

I have watched Martin Scorsese's "Who's That Knocking at My Door" (1967) three or four times over the last year. It's very difficult for me to appreciate the artistry in the movie because of how disgusting Catholic morality and theology is. I realize the actors are doing a fine job, but the character J.R. is an arrogant, absurd, hypocrite. I have zero empathy for his supposed inner conflict. Any decent man would have been proud and delighted to win the favor of the kind, lovely (nameless) girl, and would never consider her past rape to be something to hold against her. He should have shared an indignation against the rapist, and, in doing so, relieved some of the girl's horrible feelings and memories, because she finally had somebody to share her deepest thoughts with. Catholicism and most of Christendom are nothing but brain-mangling, guilt-producing, reality-denying power structures designed to control people. J.R. is a victim of catholicism, to be sure. But at this point in is life, he should know better. His actions cause this movie to be one of those that I "love to hate." - Mr. Jody Nagel (b. 1960), Muncie, IN

[classiccinemafan]

I found this one to be as boring as heck. I didn't like Mean Streets either.

 

My favorite Scorsese films are : Taxi Driver , Goodfellas , Color of Money , Casino.

Least favorite is Raging Bull and new york, new york.

 

I have yet to see The Aviator. A film about Howard Hughes. One of these days.