Bit of a let down. George C. Scott gets put into every father's worst nightmare and though he is typically good, he isn't quite as electrifying as I had hoped. A majority of the problems lie in the screenplay actually, which does not flesh out the father-daughter relationship before the daughter disappears. At least Schrader scrapped the original ending, which was even worse.

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The ending sucks, but the majority of the film is a highly effective portrait of a man who slowly loses control of his emotions in the obsession to find his daughter. Really good performance by Scott.

Taxi Driver, the way it played out inside Paul Schrader's mind.

72.875

It looks good and is in many ways interesting, but it's also sorta dull. Scott is very good.

So in the 70s there were places where you'd pay women to snuggle up next to you naked. I'm not talking a stripclub, but places where you go into a room on a dank mattress and they just lay on top of you naked for 20 bucks. DANK TIMES.

The movie was interesting looking glass to 1979 porn business industry, how innocent it was. What was hardcore thrity years ago is pretty different what it is nowadays. Scott did good job, but his daughter was lousy actress. Movie contained rather little hardcore stuff, though there was open nudity.

It ain't no Taxi Driver and it ain't no The Searchers, but George C. Scott and Peter Boyle make a terrific pair.

everyone loves the subject matter, and its a good film, but in the end forgettable. There could've been more done with the characters and the theme of judgment, the psychology involved in sex and religion, and other themes that arose

I really wish Schrader would've went for a bleaker ending, but still a pretty good film.

Saw it on TV. Wish I hadn't.

Due to their barely fleshed-out relationship, Scott's daughter's reasons for running away from home seem petty. Her "You don't care about me!" doesn't really fly with an audience that earlier witnessed Scott reduced to a blubbering wreck at the sight of her in a stag film. Scott and Boyle turn in admirable performances, and the DP makes nice use of saturated sickly colors, especially towards the end. All the problems stem from the writing, which is a shame coming from Paul Schrader.