This crushes J.R., and he rejects her and attempts to return to his old life of drinking with his friends. One day, his girlfriend tells him that she was once raped by a former boyfriend.
As their relationship deepens, he declines her offer to have sex because he thinks she is a virgin and he wants to wait rather than "spoil" her. He gets involved with a local girl he meets on the Staten Island Ferry, and decides he wants to get married and settle down. Even as an adult, he stays close to home with a core group of friends with whom he drinks and carouses around. is a typical Catholic Italian-American young man on the streets of New York City. This film was a nominee at the 1967 Chicago Film Festival. (Keitel) as he struggles to accept the secret hidden by his independent and free-spirited girlfriend (Bethune).
Exploring themes of Catholic guilt similar to those in his later film Mean Streets, the story follows Italian-American J.R. It was Scorsese's feature film directorial debut and Keitel's debut as an actor. I mean, admittedly at least the dude just wanted food, but he obviously didn't need to beg for it in this manner.Who's That Knocking at My Door, originally titled I Call First, is a 1967 American independent drama film written and directed by Martin Scorsese and starring Harvey Keitel and Zina Bethune. That's just one of the main instances that really opened my eyes for how these grifters work.
#Money knocking at my door free#
This was no homeless person, destitute and nearing starvation, this was a person on their way to work/school who just wanted a free meal from a stranger. Then the dude proceeds to scarf down the food on the train while watching videos on his cellphone. He pulled out his wallet and paid for a fare, which is over $5. Common sight actually.īut when I got my food and left, I headed to the station to get on the train, and I saw the dude who just got about $25 of free food from a stranger. I knew that was what was happening because I heard the entire conversation and how desperate the guy was for the food. Bad thing is, they sometimes didn't even show, or took an hour to check things out.Ĭlick to shrink.I could tell you a hundred interesting stories, but I'll never forget one time I was in line to get a breakfast burrito one morning, and this grifter was standing next to a guy in front of me and had convinced him to buy him some breakfast items, pretty good amount of food. Yeah, once in awhile it's legit, but that kind of sketchy shit is always a scam, and it's best to let the cops handle it. It was a high traffic area for narcotics there, all of them wanted to shoot up in our bathrooms after purchasing their crap in the motel or businesses next to us. Twice he gave me the MacDonald's food after the good samaritans were gone.Įventually his habit killed him, he got all yellow and looked really out of it in the hot sun, when the ambulance that my coworker called for him got there, he refused to get on it until he finished his beer. Three times he left the bag of food in the back of the building by the delivery ramp in front of the door, we'd find it hours later. I will never forget this one nice guy, would give them his story, his game, they would come into the store and buy all kinds of food and water and drinks, or maybe they'd go get him some McDonald's from across the street.
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