it's strange with how much i've come to love the 80's as an era, as a zeitgeist, that i'm only just now watching the film that helped define it. there's certainly a lot of things to like, and many larger things not to like. the radical aspect of this type of introspective (relatively, mind you) filmmaking worn down by time, and where the aspects of "who ends up kissing who" may have been a spectacle once, the future is doomed…
don't ever make the mistake i made: apathetically choose to watch the godfather epic just because it was the only one available to stream. continuity is vital to the expression of this film: the rise of the father, vito corleone, and the fall of his son, michael.
if he's Italian -- why does he bother other Italians?
you try and find your way in to make it a duality, try and find parallels between the father and the son, but…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
ironically the film that i adored when i was a mindless, mouth-breathing teenager is a fitting abstraction to represent the political reality leading up to the united state's 2016 election. the superhero thing i felt with the world's end isn't here at all (which only reinforces the feeling with the world's end all the more). what is here, beyond all the hilarious movie homages (that michael bay rising shot is so wonderful), within all the extremely aware editing, is a…