DEAD MAN’S WIRE – Review

Dacre Montgomery as Richard and Bill Skarsgard as Tony, in Gus Van Sant’s DEAD MAN’S WIRE. Courtesy of Row K Entertainment

It has been seven years since we saw a film from Gus Van Sant but the director comes back strong with DEAD MAN’S WIRE, an impressive crime thriller/drama based on a bizarre real hostage incident in late 1970s Indianapolis. In 1977, an aspiring businessman, Tony Kiritsis (Bill Skarsgard), who felt cheated by his mortgage lender, took the company’s manager hostage, by attaching a shotgun to his neck with a looped wire, while the gun’s trigger was wired to the kidnapper’s body, so that if a sniper killed the kidnapper, the hostage would die too. The method has since called a dead man’s wire. Gus Van Sant uses this real event to craft a tense, thriller film, laced with a dark humor that built on the absurdity of the situation, but also human drama that touches on issues of despair and desperation, economic unfairness, and shady business dealings. DEAD MAN’S WIRE is a technically impressive film as well as working as both a gripping entertainment thriller and commentary on slanted economic system.

Much of this crazy real event was captured on film by news camera, which was shot continuously during the 63 hour standoff with the kidnapper. The engrossing historic thriller is given an authenticity by director Gus Van Sant who captures the feel of 1977, by carefully reproducing the 1970s styles and visual aesthetics of the time period, and most strikingly by recreating the look of TV news and shows of the era, in this film. The visuals so closely match the actual archival footage of the real event, snippets of which Van Sant inserts into his film. The event took place during a transitional moment in how news is covered, and the event is still taught in schools of journalism as an example of news reporting crossing a line to escalate a situation. It adds an eerie level to this already atmospheric, darkly comic thriller/drama.

The film does not condone the kidnapper’s actions but Bill Skarsgard’s masterful performance gives us insights on someone driven to the edge, after being taken advantage of by his unscrupulous, wealthy lender. Austin Kolodney’s script speaks to “Everyman” issues of economic inequality and an unfair system skewed to favor the already rich, a topic that particularly resonates today. There are echoes of DOG DAY AFTERNOON in this film, as well as other “little guy” against the system tales, of someone driven over the edge by circumstances. While DEAD MAN’S WIRE is based on a true story, the drama/thriller goes in unexpected directions, and leans into its dark, absurdist humor at times.

Bill Skarsgard gives a striking performance as the odd, even unbalanced Tony Kiritsis, a would-be real estate entrepreneur who relishes the spotlight, which is part of why this film is so involving.

Tony Kiritsis (Bill Skarsgard) has reached a desperate state with a mortgage he took out from local lender Meridian Mortgage. The mortgage was not for a home, but a business investment in real estate, property Tony Kiritsis hopes to develop as the location for a shopping mall. Tony had lined up plenty of would-be business tenants but he is puzzled as they fade away and he has trouble securing businesses to lease space. Without those funds, he falls behind on payments, and Tony has grown increasingly frustrated in trying to deal with his lender. When Meridian Mortage’s owner M. L. Hall (Al Pacino) offers to buy the property – for far less than Tony paid – Tony begins to suspect it is his own lender who is re-directing would-be leasers to other sites, sabotaging Tony’s business plan.

Tony’s anger and desperation leads to his plan with the dead man’s wire. The original target was Meridian’s M. L. Hall but instead, Tony ends up taking Hall’s son Richard, who also works for Meridian, hostage. Since this is based on a real event, that is not much of a spoiler, as the real big question is what happens next.

The police are alerted and are almost immediately on the scene, but there is little they can do, with Tony’s “dead man’s wire” shotgun apparatus pointed at Richard Hall’s head and the trigger wired to be pulled if Tony falls. Shooting Tony means killing his hostage too. Hence, Tony is able to take Richard to his apartment unimpeded, where he holds him for several days.

Meanwhile, ambitious young Black TV journalist Linda Page (Myha’la), who happens upon the scene, recruits her cameraman and starts filming the events, despite her boss’ efforts to hand off the assignment to a more experienced (and white, male) reporter. Events unfold that also involve at popular radio DJ, Fred Temple (Colman Domingo) known for his philosophical, Everyman musings on the radio. Tony Kiritsis is a fan, and the police try to use the DJ as a way to reach the kidnapper. Cary Elwes plays plainclothes detective Mike Grable, who was first on the scene, and who tries to be a calming figure to establish rapport with the kidnapper.

This bizarre crime and ensuing police standoff takes on a media circus-like air out in the Midwestern city streets, but the film also spends a lot of time inside Tony’s apartment, with just Tony and Richard, who goes by Dick. Holed up in Tony’s apartment, we get to know both oddball Tony and buttoned-down Richard. Dick is very much under the thumb of his wealthy father. M.L. knew Tony was on the edge, yet M. L. deliberately leaves his son to deal with the loaded situation, while M. L. heads out of town, becoming unavailable for any face-to-face. In truth, Richard is as much exploited by his father M. L. as his client Tony is.

As the hostage situation goes on, a kind of cat-and-mouse relationship evolves between the two men, with the more outgoing Tony even becoming rather friendly towards Richard, in a bit of reverse Stockholm Syndrome. But whether that does Richard any good is another matter. Eventually, Tony issues his demands, which include an apology from M. L. Hall personally.

Skarsgard’s outstanding performance is supported well by the rest of the cast, including particularly Dacre Montgomery, who plays the kidnapped banker Richard Hall. All the cast are good, with Colman Domingo another strong character as the DJ drawn into the situation. The wealthy M.L. Hall is played as distracted and distant by Al Pacino, in a strong performance, and there also is a little parallel to the real-life kidnapping of millionaire J. P. Getty’s grandson here, as negotiations begin.

That shotgun wired to hostage Richard’s neck ensures tensions are constantly high, but the quirkiness of the people involved, the unpredictability of both their nature, and the situation, make this a film where you never know what will happen next. None of this goes like the typical movie hostage situation. No character feels that strangeness more keenly that Coleman Domingo’s radio DJ, recruited as a sort of hostage negotiator, a role he’d rather not play. The ambitions of the young reporter, the determination of the cops, led by Cary Elwes’ Mike Grable, to find a way out, and the pressure on everyone of being on camera and in the public eye constantly adds fuel to the incendiary situation. And remember these are real people and real events, something that Van Sant reminds the audience about by inserting actual footage of the real events.

While some may see the film as anti-capitalist, that is not quite an accurate description, as the “common man” at its center is also a businessman, even if he is not too successful. Instead, DEAD MAN’S WIRE, in part, is more commentary on the warping of the American Dream and the old American free enterprise system, an aspirational ideal in a post-WWII world marked by the Marshall Plan, but which came to a crashing end in the “greed is good” 1980s. The old free enterprise system promised a level playing field for even small businesses to compete fairly, and succeed through hard work and good ideas, rather than through a “thumb on the scale” and unscrupulous, deceitful practices. Kiritsis’ his lack of success is not due, per se, to lack of skill in business, but by the tilted playing field upon which he treads, ironically being skewed by his own lender, who in a more ethical world be his ally. Instead, his banker is concealing that his thumb is on the scale, and has plans to turn his client’s misery to his advantage. The film’s themes are less anti-capitalist than anti-unscrupulous, a condemnation of predatory business practices, contrasting human dealings versus dehumanized practices, the latter style one which Al Pacino’s morality-free character represents well.

Gus Van Sant’s DEAD MAN’S WIRE is highly entertaining as a crime thriller, as well as a technically impressive film, and enhanced by first rate performances particularly by Bill Skarsgard in what may be a career best, as well as working as historical drama and commentary on a slanted economic system.

DEAD MAN’S WIRE opens in theaters on Friday, Jan. 9, 2026.

RATING: 4 out of 4 stars

Jack Lemmon and Al Pacino in David Mamet’s GLENGARRY GLEN ROSS Screening at The Wildey Theater in Edwardsville Tuesday May 10th

Put that coffee down! Coffee is for closers only.”

Nothing’s more fun than The Wildey’s Tuesday Night Film Series. Jack Lemmon and Al Pacino in David Mamet’s GLENGARRY GLENN ROSS (1992) will be on the big screen when it plays at The Wildey Theater in Edwardsville, IL (252 N Main St, Edwardsville, IL 62025) at 7:00pm Tuesday May 10th. Tickets are only $3  Tickets available starting at 3pm day of movie at Wildey Theatre ticket office.  Cash or check only. (cash, credit cards accepted for concessions)  Lobby opens at 6pm.

GLENGARRY GLENN ROSS is the real story behind the world of sales. This is a realistic portrayal of what it is to try making a life in high pressure sales with all its highs and lows; promises of fortunes and deliveries of dross. Red-leads and dead-leads are to blame for life’s outcomes. Living with “Objection, Rebuttal, Close”.

When an office full of New York City real estate salesmen is given the news that all but the top two will be fired at the end of the week, the atmosphere begins to heat up. Shelley Levene (Jack Lemmon), who has a sick daughter, does everything in his power to get better leads from his boss, John Williamson (Kevin Spacey), but to no avail. When his coworker Dave Moss (Ed Harris) comes up with a plan to steal the leads, things get complicated for the tough-talking salesmen.

An Offer No Movie Lover Can Refuse – Marlon Brando in THE GODFATHER 50th Anniversary Re-Release Arrives in Theatres on February 25th

“Listen, whoever comes to you with this Barzini meeting, he’s the traitor. Don’t forget that.”

In celebration of The Godfather’s 50th anniversary, Paramount will re-release the Francis Ford Coppola classic in limited AMC Theatres locations in Dolby Vision starting on February 25, 2022. Here’s a trailer for the 50th Anniversary:

In advance of the 50th anniversary of the first film’s original release on March 24, 1972, Paramount and Coppola’s production company, American Zoetrope, restored all three Godfather films over the course of three years. The entire trilogy will be made available in 4K Ultra HD for the first time on March 22, 2022.

During the restoration process, which was overseen by Coppola, over 300 cartons of film were scrutinized to find the best possible resolution for each frame of all three movies. More than 4,000 hours were spent repairing film stains, tears and other anomalies in the negatives, while over 1,000 hours were spent on color correction to restore the films to Coppola and cinematographer Gordon Willis’ original vision. In addition to the 5.1 audio that was approved by the film’s sound designer, Walter Murch, during a 2007 restoration project, the original mono tracks of The Godfather and The Godfather: Part II have also been restored.

“I am very proud of The Godfather, which certainly defined the first third of my creative life,” said Coppola in a statement, adding that Mario Puzo’s The Godfather, Coda: The Death of Michael Corleone – the director’s new edit of the third film – is included in the restoration. He continued of Coda, “It captures Mario and my original vision in definitively concluding our epic trilogy.”

“We felt privileged to restore these films and a little in awe every day we worked on them,” said Andrea Kalas, senior vice president, Paramount Archives. “We were able to witness first-hand how the brilliant cinematography, score, production design, costume design, editing, performances, and, of course, screenwriting and direction became famously more than the sum of their parts. It was our commitment to honor all of the filmmakers’ exceptional work.”

HOUSE OF GUCCI – Review

Lady Gaga stars as Patrizia Reggiani in Ridley Scott’s HOUSE OF GUCCI A Metro Goldwyn Mayer Pictures film. Photo credit: Courtesy of Metro Goldwyn Mayer Pictures Inc © 2021 Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Pictures Inc. All Rights Reserved.

HOUSE OF GUCCI is based on a true story, one filled with wealth, power, ambition, family, tradition, high fashion, and murder, a story that plays like Italian opera, equal parts tragedy and farce. Ridley Scott directs, and the lush production stars Adam Driver, Lady Gaga, Al Pacino, Jeremy Irons and Jared Leto.

Filled with gorgeous period clothes and cars, lovely sets and locations, mostly in Milan, and fine photography, HOUSE OF GUCCI delivers visual delights and jet-set style in this story that runs from the ’70s to the ’90s. The raw story material of a grand operatic epic is there too, but somehow HOUSE OF GUCCI never achieves epic levels, although it does make for a pretty good true crime thriller, set in a posh world of wealth and Italian fashion, with a satiric bent. HOUSE OF GUCCI was adapted from Sara Gay Forden’s non-fiction bestseller by writers Becky Johnston and Roberto Bentivegna. It is one of those story that would leave audiences skeptical if it weren’t true.

Patrizia Reggiani (Lady Gaga), the pretty young daughter of the owner of small trucking company, meets Maurizio Gucci (Adam Driver) at a party, when she mistakes him for the bartender. As soon as she hears his name, she is taken with the shy scion of the famous fashion house. Maurizio is similarly dazzled, calling her Elizabeth Taylor rather than her name. Although he is too shy to ask her out, the resourceful Patrizia finds a way through Maurizio’s armor. Although Patrizia is definitely working-class, little educated and working as a secretary for her father, while Maurizio is a scholarly law student who is not much interested in his family’s fashion business, she adds a spark of fun his life lacks. It’s love, and soon he is willing to defy his coldly aristocratic father Rodolfo Gucci (Jeremy Irons), who thinks Patricia is both low-class and a gold-digger. Dad’s not entirely wrong but his son marries her anyway, despite threats of being cut off.

Patrizia’s father (Vincent Riotta) gives the now-homeless student a job, and the pair find happiness in a little apartment. For a while the film unfolds along this path, a sexy romantic comedy, with the couple enjoying an idyll in a small apartment, Maurizio ironing his own shirts and horse-playing with co-workers.

Patrizia does her best to charm her way into the Gucci family, by building bridges. Making little headway with her chilly father-in-law, she finds a pathway with Maurizio’s uncle Aldo Gucci (Al Pacino), who shares running the family firm with his brother Rodolfo. While Rodolfo is aristocratically aloof, Aldo is warm and charming, inviting the couple to visit him in New York, and treating Patrizia to a shopping spree in the family store. He seems as much to want to befriend his niece-in-law as much she wants to be accepted as part of the Gucci family, although Aldo has his reasons for that.

Aldo invites the couple to family gathering where Patrizia meets the extended Gucci family, a sequence that is a delight of over-the-top characters and comic misadventures. Chief among those characters is Uncle Aldo’s son Paolo Gucci (an unrecognizable Jared Leto with facial prosthetics), a chubby, balding, loudly-dressed klutz who fancies himself a fashion designer. As his father puts it, more than once, “Paolo’s an idiot but he’s my idiot.”

Then this fun, romantic comedy romp gives way to something darker, a twisty crime thriller with family intrigue, drama, back-stabbing and finally murder. When Patrizia marries in, the Gucci business is very much a family business handed down through generations, a well-oiled machine with its own internal rules. Patrizia becomes the wrench in those works, sparking events that never would have happened otherwise, with consequences no one could foresee.

HOUSE OF GUCCI is certainly an entertaining film, particularly fun in the more comic earlier part. But as the film becomes darker, it stumbles a bit with that turn, with the various parts sometimes failing to mesh. At a running time of over two hours, all those moving parts need to work together for it to step up from good film to the great film it could have been.

Ridley Scott gives us actors speaking English with Italian-ish accents, set in a glorious Milan straight out of old movies. This rather tongue-in-cheek approach will amuse some audiences and irritate (or maybe even offend) others. There is a strong farcical element to the first portion, so the shift to crime thriller and tragedy almost feels like you are watching a different movie, although the satiric undercurrent is still there. Audiences might also be divided on Lady Gaga’s performance, feeling she is the best thing in the film, or the weakest link in the more problematic second part, although she is perfect in the first.

The cast is stellar, if the casting is a bit puzzling at times. Adam Driver nicely plays the awkward, shy Maurizio with a firm reserve. By contrast, Lady Gaga is splendid to start as Patrizia, a broadly-drawn character more out of “Good Fellas” than anything else, whose grammar is not great and whose cultural knowledge is seriously lacking. But she is certainly fun, as she tells Maurizio when they first meet. Plus, Gaga and Driver have an unexpected mismatch chemistry together.

Jeremy Irons is at his chilly best as Rodolfo Gucci, a cold fish who can barely manage any affection for the son he claims to adore, while living in the past with memories of his late wife and long-ago movie career. In contrast, Al Pacino as his brother is the complete opposite personality, all affection and family warmth, using charm to get what he wants. The brothers are on opposite ends of the business spectrum as well, with the New York-based Aldo eager to embrace branding and coffee mugs with the logo, while Rodolfo is about tradition and dignity for the Gucci brand.

Rodolfo relies on lawyer and advisor Domencio De Sole (Jack Huston, who has his own interesting pedigree with grandfather John Huston), who is almost family although not a Gucci. At some point, Patrizia picks up her own trusted advisor, a fortune teller, Pina Auriemma, played by Salma Hayek, although the advice is mostly ego-stroking, a fateful choice.

Where the trouble for the movie, as well as for the Gucci family, comes in is when the film takes it’s darker turn, from fun and farce to thriller and tragedy. What happens blends ambition, greed and murder, in a stranger-than-fiction true story. If you don’t know the history, it is better to just wait and watch it unfold on screen. However, whether the script that is at fault or something else, Patricia’s character seems to undergo changes that do not fit well with what went before, which seems to muddy the film as it makes this shift.

All the over-the-top events of this story, both tragic and absurd, are matched with some over-the-top performances, particularly Jared Leto. All that suggests Ridley Scott intended this film as satire. It partly succeeds as in that, as a grand, operatic one at that, although the second, tragic part feels less focused.

HOUSE OF GUCCI is an entertaining, engrossing film that mixes crime thriller with farce. While it is a good film, an enjoyable film, one can’t help but feel it could have been more. All the elements were there for a great film, starting with the true story. It just didn’t get there, although it is still worth the ticket price. HOUSE OF GUCCI opens Wednesday, Nov. 24, in theaters.

RATING: 3 out of 4 stars

Here’s the Trailer for Lady Gaga and Adam Driver in HOUSE OF GUCCI – Opens November 24th

This Thanksgiving, join the family. HOUSE OF GUCCI is only in theaters November 24. Here’s the trailer:

House of Gucci is inspired by the shocking true story of the family empire behind the Italian fashion house of Gucci. Spanning three decades of love, betrayal, decadence, revenge, and ultimately murder, we see what a name means, what it’s worth, and how far a family will go for control.

Director: Ridley Scott

Story: Becky Johnston

Based on the Book: “The House of Gucci” by Sara Gay Forden

Cast: Lady Gaga, Adam Driver, Jared Leto, Jeremy Irons, Jack Huston, with Salma Hayek and Al Pacino

Rated R for language, some sexual content, and brief nudity and violence

AMERICAN TRAITOR: THE TRIAL OF AXIS SALLY – Review

Movie History 101 will soon be in the Summer Session at the local multiplex (or for those still “in-home learning” streaming online). And just where does the course, begin? What better backdrop than the last World War, number II if you’re taking notes. However, this week’s lesson plan, feature film actually, doesn’t concern any major battles, or big military milestones. This is a story about the use of propaganda, though its use goes back far before the printed word. But in WWII, this weapon of persuasion hit the airwaves, the radio airwaves to be precise. Last year, DA 5 BLOODS included flashbacks to the broadcasts of Hanoi Hannah, a sultry voice that was usually laughed off by the GIs. Twenty or so years before her, there was Tokyo Rose, going out through WWII’s war in the Pacific. Less well known was the siren of the war in Europe, who was arrested and brought back to the states to face charges. “Cinema class” begins with AMERICAN TRAITOR: THE TRIAL OF AXIS SALLY.

Sally is actually Mildred Gillars (Meadow Williams), who we first see walking briskly through a building in bombed-out Berlin in 1945. But she’s not moving swiftly enough to avoid arrest by Allied soldiers. Through a series of flashbacks, her rise from struggling cafe singer to radio star is chronicled. In the late 1930s, her manager boyfriend Paul tells her of a possible steady job with the Nazi-party controlled radio outlet, German State Radio. Soon she caught the attention of the minister of propaganda Joseph Goebbels (Thomas Kretschmann), who began personally providing her with scripts that boasted of Germany’s military might. As the war escalated, Mildred found herself a virtual prisoner of the abusive Goebbels, who would not return her passport. After the Allied victory, she is sent to the states to stand trial. The only lawyer choosing (though he was somewhat “recruited” ) is the irascible defense attorney James Laughlin (Al Pacino). With his main aide, an untried lawyer named Billy Owen (Swen Temmel), Laughlin does legal battle with prosecutor John Kelly (Mitch Pileggi) while the vain, uncooperative Gillars seems not to care that a guilty verdict could mean her death.

No doubt, the biggest “get” for the producers is the casting “coupe” of Oscar-winner Pacino in the somewhat supporting role of Laughlin. Unfortunately, his often “over the top” line delivery and eccentric mannerisms put him at odds with the script, the time period, and his other (to put it kindly) less experienced co-stars. Though his “far-from period’ parted jet-black pompadour may have been a nod to the glory days of …AND JUSTICE FOR ALL (can it be 42 years), his shambling low-rent Perry Mason seems disinterested in the actual court proceeding, preferring to blast weird bits of humor at anyone sharing the frame. Adding to the distraction is the odd choice of a droopy black mustache that seems to have been a relic from 70s softcore porn. The other screen vets fare no better with even less to do. Kretschmann plays Goebbels as the sneering deviant goose-stepping deviant from countless grindhouse potboilers, chainsmoking as he leers on Mildred. The always watchable Pileggi shows little of his screen gravitas as the USA “bulldog” dragging “Sally” to her doom. Temmel makes for a convincing young student of the law who lets his emotions guide him rather than the facts. And then there’s the title lead. Williams as Gillars, who struggles to carry the heavy dramatics events that lead her character in court. Her rather limited range goes from the breathy microphone delivery in the broadcast studio, recreated in her scenes visiting wounded Allied soldiers while dressed in a Halloween “naughty nurse” outfit to the tepid crooning at various clubs and parties to a haughty aloof vanity “vogueing”. It doesn’t help that her platinum hairstyle is a couple of decades ahead of the late 1940s. Much of her screentime is spend pushing those long tresses out of her face as she switches from a wide-eyed “caught-in-headlights” stare to a petulant pout for the newsreel cameras. This “take’ sheds little light on the controversial figure of history.

Director Michael Polish makes a valiant attempt to bring a sense of urgency to the script he co-wrote with 3 (!) others. Unfortunately, he appears to have been thwarted by the ultra-low-budget and the use of many novice performers. A lot of familiar archive footage is relied on to try and establish a timeline and push the plot forward, though it doesn’t help when Williams’ face is slapped over the real Gillars via some very clunky CGI trickery. It appears that the locations were limited as Laughlin’s office looks to be a college library and the big legal scenes occur either in the courtroom or on the steps just outside (thinking those may have all been shot on a Sunday). Yes, there are a couple of vintage cars, but the period costumes seem ill-fitting and cheap (two Nazi goons look like they just came in from a community college production of “The Sound of Music”). I’m sure there’s a riveting drama to made of the story of this radio “turncoat’, but the budget constraints and uneven casting decisions make AMERICAN TRAITOR: THE TRIAL OF AXIS SALLY barely basic cable TV fodder, somehow escaping from the bargain basement. Or as one of its stars might say, “Hoooaaah!!”. Class dismissed, enjoy your Summer!

One Half Out of 4

AMERICAN TRAITOR: THE TRIAL OF AXIS SALLY opens in select theatres and is available via most streaming platforms and apps beginning on Friday, May 28, 2021.

AMERICAN TRAITOR: THE TRIAL OF AXIS SALLY Trailer Stars Al Pacino, Meadow Williams, Mitche Pileggi, Thomas Kretschmann – In Theaters May 28

Based on the true story, AMERICAN TRAITOR: THE TRIAL OF AXIS SALLY follows the life of American woman Mildred Gillars (Meadow Williams) and her lawyer (Al Pacino), who struggles to redeem her reputation. Dubbed “Axis Sally” for broadcasting Nazi propaganda to American troops during World War II, Mildred’s story exposes the dark underbelly of the Third Reich’s hate-filled propaganda machine, her eventual capture in Berlin, and subsequent trial for treason against the United States after the war.

Vertical Entertainment and Redbox Entertainment will release the film as a day & date theatrical release on May 28, 2021. The film stars Academy Award Winner Al Pacino (Serpico, The Godfather, Dog Day Afternoon, Dick Tracy), Meadow Williams (Den of Thieves, BOSS LEVEL, 10 Minutes Gone), Swen Temmell (After, Hard Kill), Mitch Pileggi (Basic Instinct, The X-Files, Shocker), Thomas Kretschmann (King Kong, Blade II, Resident Evil: Apocalypse), and Lala Kent (Vanderpump Rules, Hard Kill, One Shot).

Directed by Michael Polish, watch the trailer now.

THE GODFATHER, CODA: THE DEATH OF MICHAEL CORLEONE Opens in Theaters This Friday

Francis Coppola has re-edited his little-loved THE GODFATHER Pt 3 and has retitled this as THE GODFATHER, CODA: THE DEATH OF MICHAEL CORLEONE. It opens this Friday December 4th in select theaters.

Check out the trailer:

Celebrating the 30th Anniversary of The Godfather: Part III, director/screenwriter Francis Ford Coppola brings a definitive new edit and restoration of the final film in his epic Godfather trilogy—Mario Puzo’s THE GODFATHER, Coda: The Death of Michael Corleone. Michael Corleone (Al Pacino), now in his 60s, seeks to free his family from crime and find a suitable successor to his empire. That successor could be fiery Vincent (Andy Garcia)… but he may also be the spark that turns Michael’s hope of business legitimacy into an inferno of mob violence. The film’s meticulously restored picture and sound, under the supervision of American Zoetrope and Paramount Pictures, includes a new beginning and ending, as well as changes to scenes, shots, and music cues. The resulting project reflects author Mario Puzo and Coppola’s original intentions of The Godfather: Part III, and delivers, in the words of Coppola, “a more appropriate conclusion to The Godfather and The Godfather: Part II.”’

HE GODFATHER CODA: THE DEATH OF MICHAEL CORLEONE (still) stars Al Pacino, Diane Keaton, Andy Garcia, Franc D’Ambrosio, Bridget Fonda, George Hamilton, Joe Mantegna, Talia Shire, Eli Wallach, Sofia Coppola, Raf Vallone

THE IRISHMAN – Review

This is the ‘big one”. Really, there may be no other way to truly describe this new epic from one of the modern masters of cinema. Sure, the rumors are indeed true, it clocks in at three and a half hours. Mind you, it harkens back to the fabulous double features that played the golden age of movie palaces (theatre just couldn’t convey their splendor). But, how odd is it that this film’s main producer is the home-streaming service Netflix. However, this is a work deserving of the full screen, all-encompassing sound experience, because, after those 219 minutes pass, you’ll likely think, “More, please”. That’s the sign of a true artist. We’re talking of a filmmaker, who has been creating over 50 years: Martin Scorsese. He’s returning to some familiar territory, perhaps completing an incredible “trilogy”. And it’s all about outlaws. MEAN STREETS profiled the “low-level” street gangs, and the much later GANGS OF NEW YORK looked at the historical origins of the crime-breaking clubs of the late 1800s. But, these aren’t Scorsese’s supreme explorations of real-life organized crime lords. The trilogy really begins with 1990’s GOODFELLAS, then heads west five years later for CASINO. Now, almost 25 years later, Scorsese is back on his old “turf” with a pair of his most celebrated actors (and an iconic “newbie”) to tell the decades-spanning story of THE IRISHMAN.

The title nickname belongs to Frank Sheeran (Robert De Niro), who we first see in his “twilight years”, before we quickly flashback to 1975 as he begins a multi-state auto trip with his wife and his mentor/boss Russell Bufalino (Joe Pesci) and his wife (Mr. B hates flying, but enjoys a long drive if he’s not behind the wheel). A gas stop sends Frank’s thoughts back another twenty years or so when he was driving an air-cooled truck full of beef and had engine troubles near the same spot. A stranger (who later turns out to be Russell) helps him get back on the road. Eventually, the lure of easy money compels Frank to sell off some of his cargo (under the table stuff). When the meat company accuses him of thievery, Franks goes to his union’s lawyer Bill (Ray Romano). After getting Frank acquitted, Bill introduces him to his not-so-distant relative Russell, who, in turn, introduces Frank to his boss, the mob “captain” Angelo Bruno (Harvey Keitel). Since Frank has a wife and daughters to feed he begins to do “after hours” jobs for Mr. Bruno as a “house painter” (mob code for hitman). Frank’s loyalty earns him a call (and “painting job”) from the powerful president of the International Brotherhood of Teamsters, Jimmy Hoffa (Al Pacino). As the years roll on, Frank and Jimmy become inseparable with Frank as his main bodyguard, while Jimmy becomes a surrogate uncle to the Sheeran girls. But Jimmy has his rivals, especially Anthony “little guy” Provenzano (Stephen Graham) who desire more power, and easy no-interest loans from the union’s coffers. After a stint in prison (AKA “going to school”), Hoffa tries to regain his old “throne”, but rumors of “squealing” to the “feds”, put Frank in a tough spot. This leads to one of the 20th century’s greatest mysteries. The film explores the impact of Frank’s actions on history and more immediately, his family, particularly estranged daughter Peggy (Anna Paquin). Can Frank return to a normal life, once he’s “out” of the house painting biz?

Scorsese puts his most frequent and oldest artistic partner (his muse, perhaps), DeNiro front and center of this tale that spans many decades. You could say that Sheeran is a gangster riff on FORREST GUMP, as he seems to be a witness (and occasional participant) in much of history, often rubbing elbows (or rubbing out) historical figures. Most of all, he is the dutiful soldier who carries out the orders and does the “dirty jobs” though he may wince and bow his head in remorse and regret. But he somehow remains true to his twisted moral code, often a stoic knight in service of his king (the mob kingpins). It isn’t until the last 30 minutes or so, the dour epilogue when De Niro truly delivers and shows us a heartbreaking vulnerability as time takes its toll. De Niro’s frequent acting partner, Joe Pesci, returns to the screen as the wizened, “calm at the center of the storm” Russell who is far from the hair-triggered “wildmen” he played in CASINO and GOODFELLAS (which nabbed him an Oscar). He’s quiet, but his stern gaze can stop any goon in his tracks. His tight-lipped demeanor works well with his equally “all business” superior Keitel as Bruno. The flashiest “showie-est” role belongs to the often bombastic Pacino, who finds just the right “balance” as the colorful “workin’ man’s best pal” Hoffa. Too often in recent years, Pacino has almost become a bellowing, growling caricature, but under the guidance of Scorsese, his actorly excesses are kept in check until we see him as Hoffa “working the crowds” into a frenzy with his pro-labor rallies. And he’s just as entertaining when showing Hoffa’s quirks, whether it’s his hatred for tardiness or his love of chocolate sundaes, washed down with a cold Canada Dry ginger ale. If there’s any justice, Pacino’s take on this “flat-topped” pitbull should nab him a Supporting Actor nom (and maybe a win). Romano does a great job as the “legal eagle” as does another comedian, Sebastian Maniscalco, as a famous mobster. Ditto for the terrific Graham who goes “mano y mano” with Hoffa. And though she has few lines, Paquin is haunting as the unblinking daughter who is a reminder of Frank’s many misdeeds.

Speaking of reminders, of course, many viewers will contrast and compare this to the director’s iconic classics. But what really resonates is how he’s put a fresh “spin” on the genre, much as Scorsese did nearly thirty years ago. We know that he’ll get the period “look” , from the classic cars to the fashions, and the pop culture nods, including tunes blaring from radios and jukeboxes, to the entertainers (including a tribute to a funnyman from a previous flick), and even an establishing shot straight out of a TV staple (we boomers will smile at that helicopter zoom over the ocean and into a Florida mecca). Oh, and that “can’t teach an old dog new tricks” adage is disproven, by this master’s embracing of new technology (aside from the film’s producers). Using the latest in computer enhancement, De Niro and company get “digital facelifts” as good as any recent Marvel movie (yeah, we’ve heard Mr. S’s comments about those recent hits), enabling the same actors to see the characters through the ages, and not have to be replaced by “look-alikes” during flashbacks, or encumbered in an “Muthusala-mask” for the final act. Which brings us to another new facet of this mob story, thanks largely to Steve Zaillian’s provocative screenplay adaptation, the idea of the “survivor”, or the last enforcer left, when time becomes an adversary they can’t “lean on” or “muscle”. We’re shown how these near-unstoppable men finally are stopped, asking for help and sympathy from family, and being denied and often forgotten with their new routines more soul-crushing than any prison (or “school”). These sequences are given an extra dramatic jolt by Robbie Robertson’s music score (stick around for his original tune over the end credits) and the superb editing of Thelma Schoonmaker. Her gifts shine especially in the riveting doses of violence, from a late-night hit at an NYC eatery to the “roughing up” of a grocer during broad daylight (think of Sonny Corleone and his brother-in-law). and it’s all given a nostalgic glow by the cinematography of Rodrigo Prieto. Add this to the long, impressive list of Scorsese classics. THE IRISHMAN is one of the year’s best.

4 out of 4

Al Pacino in William Friedkin’s CRUISING Available on Blu-ray August 20th From Arrow Video

Al Pacino in William Friedkin’s CRUISING (1980) will be available on Blu-ray August 20th From Arrow Video

Academy Award-winner William Friedkin (The Exorcist, The French Connection) directs Al Pacino as an undercover cop pitched into New York s seedy underbelly in Cruising available for the first time on Blu-ray in a brand new director-approved transfer.

New York is caught in the grip of a sadistic serial killer who is preying on the patrons of the city s underground bars. Captain Edelson (Paul Sorvino) tasks young rookie Steve Burns (Pacino) with infiltrating the S&M subculture to try and lure the killer out of the shadows but as he immerses himself deeper and deeper into the lurid underworld, Steve risks losing his own identity in the process.

Based on reporter Gerald Walker’s novel of the same name, Cruising was the subject of great controversy at the time of its release and remains a challenging and remarkable movie to this day, with Pacino s haunted lead performance as its magnetic centrepiece.

DIRECTOR-APPROVED SPECIAL EDITION CONTENTS

·  Brand new restoration from a 4K scan of the original camera negative, supervised and approved by writer-director William Friedkin

·  High Definition Blu-ray (1080p) presentation

·  Newly remastered 5.1 DTS-HD Master Audio supervised by William Friedkin

·  Optional English subtitles for the deaf and hard of hearing

·  Archival audio commentary by William Friedkin

·  The History of Cruising archival featurette looking at the film s origins and productiom

·  Exorcizing Cruising archival featurette looking at the controversy surrounding the film and its enduring legacy

·  Original Theatrical Trailer