Had Martin Scorsese made this film 25 years ago, it would have been greeted with a surge of curiosity. Howard Hughes, one of the richest eccentrics of the 20th century, was still fresh in the public's mind at that time. Now, more than a quarter century after his death, his memory has faded like an old photograph. With The Aviator, Scorsese's aim is not to resurrect the paranoid recluse who hid from photographers and the public during the last 20 years of his life, but to show a younger, more vital businessman and adventurer, whose battles with an obsessive-compulsive disorder foreshadowed his late-life mental deterioration.
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