This is meant to cover the whole she-bada-bang. Mafia codewords, Sicilian slang, genealogies, life imitating art, art imitating life, the motivations of the characters, the motivations of the writers, actor anecdotes, favorite lines, best moments, worst moments, “WTF happened with part III?”, etc.
The Godfather series is, IMO, and infinite realm of fascination. I could watch Parts I&II once a week and never get tired; nor do I ever fail to notice something new, or have something I always noticed strike me in a new way (only Stanly Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssy can rival this staying power, for me).
I think of Brando’s brilliance, even in the tiniest gestures he made. One scene that always made me marvel both and Brando and Pacino together was the garden scene, where Vito is advising Michael of Barzini’s likely move to assassinate him. It opens with…
Vito: I like to drink wine more than I used to…anyway, I’m drinkin’ more.
Michael: It’s good for you, pop.
The intimacy of just this intro to the conversation, the combined tension of despondance, love, dread, and resignation are so powerful, yet so subtle…it’s sheer movie brilliance, what can I say. It’s painful, it’s so good.
With the passing of Brando, Francis Coppola’s apparent capitulation to Hollywood mediocrity, Pacino’s evolution into a kind of bellowing parody of himself…well I fear at times we may never see such magic on the screen again. (possible exception: Sophia Coppola’s magnificent “Lost in Translation”, and Bill Murray and Scarlet Johanson’s wonderfully nuanced performances).
But luckily, we’ve got the Godfather to watch over and over, and talk about until we’re blue (which I never tire of). Care to join me in a conversation?