Upsetting
Sunday, September 08, 2002
 
A lingering late-summer cold led me to watch "The Godfather" trilogy this weekend, and in doing so, I learned the following:

It turns out that Part I is actually my favorite, not Part II. The sequel lacked the crispness of the first film, and though it remains excellent in its own right, it’s perhaps overly ambitious and too long.

Part III isn’t as bad as everyone says it is.
But Sofia Coppola is.

Pacino’s acting in the first two films is of the highest order, like shit that hits the screen every 20 years or so. However, in Part III he does not play the role of Michael – taciturn, self-assured and decisive – but that of Pacino, unpredictably explosive and resigned to fate.
Actually, I think since Part III, Pacino’s acting has been reduced to self-parody, a series of tics and gestures and a pinkie ring.

For that matter, has James Caan ever played anyone other than James Caan?

Robert Duvall was a damn handsome man in the early 1970s.

I miss Italy, and I want to go there with Ramona.

It is true that they don't make 'em like they used to.
 
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