Cities are like women, one writer said. Some of them you like because of the way they look, others you love because of what is inside them. Some cities are luring us to their sumptuous blocks with a lot of makeup, while the charm of others lays in them being genuine. New York is like that \u2013 maybe the only city in the world that \u2018looks better in reality than on a postcard\u2019. At the end of the 60\u2019s New York was the center of the world, especially if you were an artist. It is said by the connoisseurs that the spirit of NY does not change: it still manages to seduce na\u00efve tourists in less than 5 minutes.<\/p>\n
If you imagine an oil on canvas depicting a yellow taxi, rain that pours and blends the colors of traffic lights and commercials – you\u2019re already there, regardless of the decade. The only thing that changes are the taxi drivers. In 1976 the most famous cab driver was none else than Robert de Niro \u2013 God\u2019s lonely man, waiting for a real rain to come and wash all the scum off the streets.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n At the beginning of February, 41 years will pass since Scorsese created his cult movie \u2018Taxi driver\u2019 and the favorite composer of Alfred Hitchcock wrote his last and masterful scores for it \u2013 the soundtrack as the predicament of catastrophe! We are referring, of course, to Bernard Herman and his jazzy orchestral sound without which the lonely atmosphere of dirty New York streets just wouldn\u2019t be the same.<\/p>\n