Hailed as one of the greatest boxing movies of all time, arguably
one of the best of our generation, RAGING BULL brings to the cinema
spotlight the artistic and unflinching autobiography/biography of
notorious middleweight champion Jake LaMotta (Robert De Niro) and
the many trials and tribulations of his days in the pasture, as
"bull" both young and old.
Since the advent of color media, particularly the soaring popularity
of color TV, the prototypical black-and-white films slowly met their
inevitable death and made way for the rise of Technicolor films.
With RAGING BULL however, Scorsese resurrects black-and-white film
and pays homage to both the "old art" and the "old
man", appropriately setting the 1940-1960 (the film traverses
a timeline between the mid 1940's up to the late 1950's) storyline
of Jake LaMotta to the novelty, and often rhetorically persuasive
medium of black-and-white film. As such, the nostalgic rendering
of LaMotta’s unique (if that is the word) story in the monochromatic
black-and-white medium seems to, as one critic puts it, appropriately
"capture the look of both the films and the newsreels of that
period. This is remarkably effective for the boxing scenes, which
have a raw, brutal power and graphically depict the aggressive nature
of the sport" and more importantly, of the inherent nature
of LaMotta's character.
The film begins at the end, so to speak, and spends the rest of
the time in a linear chronological progression towards coming full
circle. Beginning in the mid-to-late 1950’s the film commences with
the now overweight, out of shape, 'fish out of water' depiction
of Jake LaMotta (Robert De Niro) reciting his infamous lines (which
we are to hear several times throughout the film as this becomes
the signature dialogue for signifying why the film's title is RAGING
BULL) about preferring to "recite" rather than "fight";
"even though [he’s] no Olivier" of course.
The film then pans back in time to depict a svelte, lethally chiseled
LaMotta partaking in one of his famous matrimonial tirades with
his first wife. As brother Joey (Joe Pesci) stumbles in on the mess
and rescues his older brother from committing an unforgivable blunder,
the two head down the street in fanfare fashion as LaMotta's wife
comically screams from above, outside the narrow terrace of her
Bronx apartment. Of course the comedic effect of the scene is undermined
by the clear depiction that LaMotta is somewhat of a formidable
character; fierce, wild, untamable, and has a fragile temperament
that tends more towards the diabolical than the puppy dogs and ice
cream.
As the film pans back and forth from private to public eye, Scorsese
reveals, through unmistakably artistic direction and unflinchingly
brilliant, and honest, cinematography the many trials and tribulations
of LaMotta both inside and outside the boxing ring. Among the most
highlighted obstacles of his professional career was the ongoing
fight with also, middleweight champion boxer, the famous Sugar Ray
Robinson (Johnny Barnes); "an elegant practitioner of the art
of boxing". Appearing in the ring together multiple times in
the film, Scorcese unveils the tension between LaMotta and Sugar
Ray with perfect accuracy while simultaneously highlighting the
pervasive media and other political influences helping to pull strings
around each match.
As far as Jake’s questionable personal life, the film reveals the
termination of LaMotta's first rocky marriage and the beginning,
and end, of his second, equally doomed, marriage to the tempting,
starkly young Vickie Thailer (Cathy Moriarty). In fact, it is in
the remarkable dynamics of Vickie and Jake’s relationship, and the
latter's relentless temper and almost sadomasochistic personality
that Scorsese exploits what perhaps LaMotta testified in his novel,
from which the screenplay was adapted; that LaMotta was a self-destructive
man. Nothing, no amount of success, or fame, or loyalty and love,
would ever suffice to appease LaMotta’s appetite. He was, and perhaps
was fated to always be, a raging bull.
It is here, in the unstable and fragile dynamics of LaMotta’s personal
life that RAGING BULL makes itself distinct from other boxing classics.
Not uncommon for the sport of boxing to be dubbed brutally heathen
and primitive, many movies often glorify the sport through the rhetoric
of 'gentlemanly-ness', or as one critic notes: “Some boxers- Henry
Cooper comes to mind- are hard-hitting inside the ring but gentlemanly
and restrained outside. LaMotta, as portrayed in this film, did
not fall into this category.” Whereas films like the contemporary
“Cinderella Man" and "Million Dollar Baby" pay homage
to the morally dutiful blue-collar workman/woman (arguably the latter
can even be considered an homage to the 'rise from white trash',
in so many words) who finds success by hard work and a "guardian
angel", and films like "Rocky" and "Requiem
for a Heavyweight" pay homage to the underdog, and the dozens
of boxing films that highlight the boxer as a man of courage and
gentility participating in either a noble cause publicly or privately
through their boxing efforts, here it seems Scorsese's RAGING BULL
is more equated with, and even darker than, Kirk Douglas’s “The
Champion” (1949). In RAGING BULL De Niro as LaMotta is unflinching,
unapologetic, and non-retrospective (until, arguably, the end of
the film when of course he’s hit rock bottom both professionally
and personally).
Here we see LaMotta for the man he is both inside and outside the
ring: a man-child seething with violence, aggression, and too many
issues to count. It seems LaMotta would have been an ideal case
for any psychologist as audiences watch him destroy everything he
touches both inside and outside the ring. In fact, LaMotta comes
to epitomize the antithetical Midas; instead of turning to gold,
everything LaMotta touches simply withers and wilts away. No one
escapes his wrath, his pain, his fury, his anger unscathed and unchanged,
not even LaMotta himself.
Returning to film summary, the film basically vacillates between
personal and professional life, depicting the rocky road in both
as LaMotta works his way to the top; a 'happily' married father
in his personal life, a middleweight champion in his professional,
and back down again. The nadir of both his intrinsic and extrinsic
lifestyles, so the film argues, is himself. Never before has a film
depicted a man as so self-destructive and cause of his own demise
with such raw and poignant honesty. After LaMotta throws a fight
(of which he was forced) with Sugar Ray, he is expelled from the
boxing commission, which provokes his starting up a nightclub. Meanwhile
his constant suspicion of his wife's desire to act sexually precocious
(who incidentally happens to be an astonishingly young woman who
LaMotta nearly incarcerates to her home out of his fear of her liberties
provoking infidelity) causes LaMotta to beat his wife, and his own
brother right out of his heart and loyalties. Meanwhile a scandal
at the nightclub results in LaMotta’s penal incarceration which
the film suggests to arguably be the lowest point in his life.
With nowhere to go and no one to turn to, LaMotta is forced to
wander the rough streets of the Bronx as a "has been";
fat, out of shape, and lonely, he has succeeded in destroying all
his dreams and exiling himself from everyone he ever cared about
and who ever cared about him. Here the film will come full circle
and highlight the ultimate demise of LaMotta's reputation as he
prepares to go onstage for a comic spot dubbed "An Evening
with Jake LaMotta": now it seems we can laugh. Of course the
irony here is that with success suddenly so far off, it appears
as if this whole time LaMotta’s life was nothing but a big joke
and here he stands prepared to make us laugh at the almost Romanesque
tragedy that has befallen on this once superman character. But indeed,
as in any great tragedy, all supermen must fall. Here, Scorsese
contrives a powerful tongue-and-cheek ending to his film as LaMotta
bids audiences farewell and adieu with a retrospective chuckle,
and invited participation in, reflecting upon his own self-ignited
demise.
RAGING BULL is, as Joe Holleman from the St. Louis Post-Dispatch
puts it, the number one boxing film of all time; "Robert De
Niro gives one of the most brilliant performances in screen history
as the violent man-child and middleweight champ, Jake LaMotta. Joe
Pesci is excellent in support." And here it seems only too
true a testimonial of De Niro's performance. Undertaking the role
of boxer, De Niro trained and actually acquired the skill(s) of
boxing so that he could film every scene without the use of a stunt
double. Moreover, as if learning how to box, and placing himself
at the mercy of the grueling training required and painful scenes
shot weren't enough, De Niro also went so far as to undergo yet
another amazing physical transformation from the formidably chiseled
boxer LaMotta to the grotesquely obese and sloth LaMotta post career
success. So it seems here De Niro was more than deserving of his
Oscar for Best Performance.
As far as supporting help goes, Cathy Moriarty simply stuns audiences
with her enigmatic portrayal of savvy beauty, naďve youth, smoldering
seductress, and stoic, iron-willed woman; she is anything but "dumb
blonde" and her powerful performance unveils the many dynamic
layers to her character that justify her compelling attraction to
and by Jake, which only heightens the tragic fate of both her and
LaMotta at the film's end. Joe Pesci too is brilliant. His supporting
role is played with a pervasive sense of intense loyalty and that
"Italian blood" between De Niro and Pesci makes these two an unbelievable
inseparable and necessary fit for the roles of the LaMotta brothers.
The dynamics and colors of each personality as actor beautifully
compliments their on-screen portrayal as Jake and Joey LaMotta respectively
and not once does Joe Pesci fall sub par in his supporting role;
Pesci is particularly riveting in the bar scene where he brutalizes
a lifetime friend out of loyalty for his brother's suspicions.
Though the film is arguably powerful, near-classic (some might
say, easily "Classic") status, it is true that "more
could have been made of the gambling-inspired corruption that infested
the sport at this period and which may well have contributed to
LaMotta's sense of frustration- at one time it is made clear to
him that his getting a chance to fight for the world title depends
upon his taking a dive in a non-title fight."
It should also be noted that the Technicolor Montage in the middle
of the film that highlights LaMotta and Thailer's new marriage was
beautifully directed and its stark contrast in both visual and musical
direction stand out as significantly symbolic in the film. Here
it seems the film escapes the pervasive heavily oppressive weight
of LaMotta’s self destructive character to glimpse at a period,
even if briefly, of happier times.
All the same RAGING BULL is a film that heralded attention and
only further proliferated Scorsese's reputation. “Raging Bull” was
the proud recipient of 2 Academy Awards: Best Actor in a Leading
Role (Robert De Niro) and Best Film Editing (Thelma Schoonmaker).
In addition, “Raging Bull” received 6 other Academy Award nominations
including Best Actor in a Supporting Role (Joe Pesci), Best Actress
in a Supporting Role (Cathy Moriarty), Best Cinematography (Michael
Chapman), Best Director (Martin Scorsese), Best Picture (Irvin Winkler
and Robert Chartoff), and Best Sound. The film also received another
9 critical award nominations including 6 additional Golden Globe
nominations, and won 18 other critical awards including the Golden
Globe for Best Motion Picture Actor for Drama (Robert De Niro).
Main Characters:
Robert De Niro plays Jake LaMotta, the untamable boxer, lover,
husband, brother, and man.
Cathy Moriarty plays Vickie Thailer LaMotta, Jake's naively unsuspecting,
albeit iron-willed wife.
Joe Pesci plays Joey LaMotta, Jake's loyal brother and ring-side
trainer.
Johnny Barnes plays Sugar Ray Robinson, the notorious middle-weight
champion boxer.
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