Scorsese and DiCaprio masterfully depict Hughes as a man allergic to the word "no." When the studio system tells him his film Hell’s Angels is too expensive, he buys the studio. When the government tells him the Hercules (the infamous Spruce Goose) will never fly, he sits in the cockpit and wills it into the sky for one impossible, glorious minute.
If you haven't seen it since 2004, or if you dismissed it as "just another biopic," do yourself a favor. Put it on. Turn up the volume. And prepare to watch a man fly so high that the air runs out. the aviator
When you think of Martin Scorsese, certain images come to mind instantly: Robert De Niro asking “You talkin’ to me?”, the bloody carnage of Goodfellas , or the financial predation of The Wolf of Wall Street . Sandwiched between the epic Gangs of New York and the Boston crime thriller The Departed lies a 2004 biopic that often gets mentioned but rarely dissected with the reverence it deserves: The Aviator . Scorsese and DiCaprio masterfully depict Hughes as a
In one of the most harrowing sequences in Scorsese’s entire filmography, Hughes locks himself in a screening room. He is naked. He has surrounded himself with jars of his own urine. He repeats the same phrase over and over, unable to touch a door knob, paralyzed by the fear of germs. Put it on
But here is the tragedy the film lays bare: The Horror of the Locked Door Where The Aviator transcends the typical biopic is in its unflinching portrayal of Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder (OCD). This is not a quirky character trait added for flavor. It is the monster in the room.