Ah: the third Godfather movie. Had to see it again, since I watched the other two over the last two weekends. It is inert and lugubrious and incomprehensible towards the end, which feels as though we’re watching the entire performance of “Cavalleria Rusticana” in real time. Sophia Coppola is as bad as I recall – she can’t act, she sneers, and you keep waiting for her to put an entire cannoli up a nostril just to show there’s room.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
From Today's Bleat
Why is it that making fun of Godfather III never gets old?
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