It’s a shaggy dog story leading to a punchline, of sorts, but one that feels woozy and illusory; it is not like a nightmare exactly, but a strange dream that’s difficult to shake on waking.

Martin Scorsese’s After Hours mines urban anxiety to unsettling yet often hilarious effect.

It might not make any sense. It might not even matter. But it's a blast while it lasts, and it brings the most perfect of endings along with the sunrise.

What truly sets After Hours apart in Scorsese’s filmography is how much the film is defined by its whimsically grim sense of humor.