Barfly

Henry calls an ambulance and gives address of apartment building as 334, while in scene earlier that day building is clearly marked 360.

The late Charles Bukowski is a highly regarded and influential writer in America . I know this because I once had a friend ( Hope you read this Ange and apologies in advance ) who was a massive fan and if it wasn't for her I'd never heard of the guy who is totally unknown in Britain and if it wasn't for this film adaptation of his semi autobiographical novel BARFLY he'd be even more obscure , but even then this film is half forgotten and I was totally convinced that it was a star vehicle for Jack Nicholson and Meryll Streep until I saw it again today and I'm not surprised it's somewhat forgotten .

"Barfly" is not a comedy in the unoriginal meaning of the word this one really takes you by surprise and writes your laughs in bold and capital letters. Experiencing "Barfly" is like finding a jewel in a trash can or meeting Scarlett Johansen alone in a cheap motel room...

This is one of those rare films that really captures "The down and out!" But, really you're down and out IF you ARE down and out!....

Mickey Rourke's take on playing legend writer/poet Charles Bukowski is a fun watch, that lies somewhere between Bukowski and Robert Armstrong's Mickey Rat. Filled with Bukowski slurred one liner's from Rourke (Chinaski), who walks around like a drunken bear and farts, and lots of bar banter, brawls and drunks.

Really stupid defintily boring. What the hell the positive reviewers talk about?

Never seen a film that would agree to all my philosophy and this one really do. Wanted to say to producer that you are not only one person who is thinking like that, but you still have some unanswered questions.

Poet and author Charles Bukowski's autobiographical account of being a destitute drunk in modern-day Los Angeles. Henry Chinaski staggers into bars and willfully gets into fights, rubs everyone the wrong way, but eventually meets a lonely wreck of a woman--a possible kindred spirit, though one without dreams to write about--who needs a man to drink with.

Barfly finds Charles Bukowski's Henry Chinaski going from bar to bar unable, and unwilling, to give up the drink, even while it clearly has a negative impact on his life. Bukoswki himself was no doubt all too aware of this affect and saw both sides of it.

"I've never been lonely. I've been in a room - I've felt suicidal, depressed, beyond awful - but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and just cure what was bothering me.