r/TaxiDriver

Met a girl at university and were just friends for the most part, yet. A cinema nearby is showing Taxi Driver again, along with other scorcese movies, and I bought my own ticket a while ago.

I want to hang out with her outside of class so I thought this might be the perfect opportunity if I tell her I have a 'spare' ticket.

Is this okay or would it freak her out? She's not a cinephile.

#Taxi

It said that he served in the Vietnam War, but he still couldn’t even handle a proper gun, which made absolutely no sense.

I just finished the movie and I was shocked by the ending. When he woke up from the coma wouldn’t he be in jail and get fired? And it dosent seem like it wasn’t that long after the shootout so wouldn’t he still have his hair shaven and stitched wounds?

Hi

I have a private hire license plate.

I stuck on the plate just 1 week ago, but every time I make a long journey it seems as though the sticky pads are getting loose.

I have to push them towards the car to make them fully stick.

Any suggestions, on how I can hold them in to place?

I’m not that young anymore (I’m in my 30s) but I feel like my generation was the last one to experience real hope.

The garage band, the friend who wanted to become president, the others who wanted to cure diseases or change the law... People actually believed they could change the world.

Now I look at my younger brother, his friends, the kids in my neighborhood. They have nothing to look forward to. They feel defeated. And I can’t blame them.

My parents had blue-collar jobs, yet by my age they owned a house, had two cars, and were raising three kids. I’m an engineer, and I’m still a single renter.

I don’t blame younger people for feeling the way they do. If anything, I think their outlook makes perfect sense given the world they’ve inherited.

The guy in the cab that wants to kill his wife for being unfaithful.

He just sits there and doesn't say a word.

I feel like this could go 2 ways: He is just disgusted by him. Or he is sympathetic having been blown off Betsy.

When I first discovered this movie I was a sophomore at Appalachian State University. I had imprisoned myself in my apartment with the exception of class. My loneliness was eating away at me but I was far from alone. I was surrounded by many people. Navigating the sea of students as I walked to class, shooting the shit with my classmates, and exchanging some small talk with my roommate and his friends. Yet I felt no genuine connection to any of them. Thousands of students just like me but there I was a year into college and no one to call a friend. A starving man with a buffet in front of him. My loneliness grew and I began to seek the epitome of connection. A relationship. However I was in no mental state for one. My last ditch attempts at my vain pursuit made me undesirable. Then I met a girl who took me off my feet. Hailey. A woman who could make me laugh a way I haven’t in years. Hailey. Someone so beautiful I felt as if I was in a trance after staring into her eyes. Hailey. I had the time of my life when I talked to her. I eventually made a few mistakes, like Travis, and she wasn’t interested. I was alone and the few attempts I did make at love and friends didn’t work out well for me. I began to notice the crowded New York City Travis was living in was awfully similar to my University. My classmates that I bantered with seemed to resemble the other cab drivers. Hailey was too identical to Betsy. By the time I finished the movie I came to a realization. I am Travis Bickle.

I don't watch the movie fuck that just watched the only cool as bits where he goes ballistic on the their sorry dirty asses fr bro a legend he dunked on those pos motherfuckers and made them his lil bitches that's why he's the goat THE GOAT

Last year I moved to a new city for a new job, where I knew nobody. About six months in I was laid off. I practically had no friends, and took up doing uber. Driving around a city all night and being so lonely in my apartment I kept thinking of Travis. It really does get to you

Yesterday, I took a rickshaw home after tuition. The fare was 180rs, but I accidentally gave the driver 500rs. He drove away before I noticed. I thought I would never see that money again. About 20 minutes later, someone knocked on our gate. It was the same rickshaw wala. He had come all the way back just to return my Rs. 320. I thanked him and offered him some extra money, but he refused. He just said, “Beta paiso ka khayal rakho har koi acha nhi hota". Honestly, he was so trustworthy.