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"[The film] has a lot to do with the nature of wanting to be famous," says Scorsese, "the nature of wanting to be a star." Beyond that, though, he sees his flyer in classic terms: as Croesus or Midas, with a golden curse, or as Icarus, flying too close to the sun on waxy wings. Above all, The Aviator, expensively set in the America of the 1920s, '30s and '40s, promises to be as grandly aspiring as its subject, and this being a Martin Scorsese film, full of grim foreshadowings as well. "The seeds of his own destruction are right inside of him," the director muses, happy to have once again embraced romanticism's darker side.
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