Yesterday afternoon, in the midst of the Kris Allen-induced hysteria (refer here and here for details from mine and Brad’s perspectives, respectively), I was fiddling around on IMDB and looked up Goodfellas on a whim. I like gangster movies / most of Martin Scorsese’s stuff that I’ve seen, but this intersection of the two was something I had heard a lot of good things about and never had the pleasure of viewing.
As soon as I saw the above quote (which, no duh, encapsulates my world view to a T) I knew I had to change that, and last night, I did. At 146 minutes, it was quite the bloody, profanity-peppered odyssey, but I took it like a compare (!) and ended up enjoying myself way more than I thought I would.
Here’s my less-than-100-word “review,” though perhaps “less-than-100-word painfully terse advice based on the film’s main themes” is more accurate (introduced here):
‘Tis far better to grow up an overworked, underpaid and perpetually disgruntled Irishman in New York City like your belt-wielding father than to grow up in the decadent seat of mobsterdom, mark the biggest success of your life by purchasing a TV that hides behind a remote-controlled multi-colored stone wall in your living room and then lose it all because your wife flushed all the coke down the toilet, thus landing you an overworked, underpaid and perpetually disgruntled Irishman in a blue bathrobe in Anytown, U.S.A.
Tags: film, goodfellas, martin scorsese, Reel Wisdom
