I have one word for it – CLASSIC. As previously stated on my blog – I love thrillers; and if you say it's based on a true story and it's about gangsters – I love them all the more. The movie is long (2 DVDs) but worth every minute. If you enjoyed The Godfather, this is in the same league.It starts with Henry Hill (played by Ray Liotta) admitting, "As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be a gangster"
Robert DeNiro, Ray Liotto and Joe Pesci (who received an Oscar for best supporting actor in this film) star in this movie directed by Oscar winner - Martin Scorsese.
Rating: *****+
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From another blog elsewhere:
Here is a reflective poem on the greatest mob film that ever existed directed by the greatest mob film director (Of course you all know who he is..). I hope you all read and enjoy it (Remember,
don't take it too seriously. I'm only practicing various poetic styles. This is what I like to dub
a "reflective" style)
Martin Scorsese's Goodfellas
The dream for a gangster's life is in the blood
pumping course and thick
energized by propaganda,
to up his way by murderous flicks
He met the "boys",
soon to elevate with them
pumped by brazenness his esteem climbed,
hooked with Tommy and his moral being declined
until villainy enveloped his soul,
It started with arson,
Ended in brutalities,
committing restraunt larceny
and squeezing pizza parlors for extra punch
Taking it over, commanding the city,
Ruling their worlds with atrocities,
until Henry was sent to court,
for floating cigarrettes on street pavement,
The judge the jury threatened,
the release forms signed without a doubt,
once more with the boys,
Tommy deVito and Jim Conway
Few years laps,
He's all grown,
a true member of the fraud game for life,
gangster ambitions are conceded...
and all of a sudden...
Billy Batts mentions something slick
in Henry's bar around the corner,
and takes a fall, excessively hit,
for his sardonic mockery,
Frenchie took the job quite quick,
to procure a speedy buck,
he got whacked when the heist was quits,
met his demise, and ran out luck
Tommy shoots the bar tender in the foot,
inflicts an indellible limp of pain,
he says something slick and the boys go head over heals
with laughter,
but Tommy's too quick,
to fickle, too crude,
he produces the lethal implement out of contempt,
out of initial, moral degrace,
and lies the adolescent flat on his back,
a mere rat who chagrins the gangster race...
A few years hence Tommy took his fate,
a death well deserved, a bullet to the face,
and the boys lamented and wept,
but there was no atonement for his crimes.
The ideology is never to be a rat,
the pathology is to never to stray from the game,
lest you meet a fate like a bartender,
with a shot foot, and four perforated holes in the heart.
Henry disobeyed the maxim but lived,
lost his wealth and wife
and lead a normal life,
in his old and greying age.
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The moral is evil will inevitably fall,
the passion for greed and wealth will break,
one can only ascend so long,
until reality strikes him in the face.
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Bye.
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