AFTER HOURS to me felt like the closest movie that Scorsese has made since 1973 that felt so much like MEAN STREETS in terms of scale and literacy.
If MEAN STREETS was about pennance under fire in a mob world, AFTER HOURS is baptism under the fire natural insanity. That means that everything that occured in AFTER HOURS could have happened, but the close proximity and sheer bad luck for the protagonist makes it seem so wacky and...well, nuts.
After KING OF COMEDY got crowned in theatres, AFTER HOURS was Marty's solid financial and critical return from that failure.
