Marlon Brando getting his Don makeup on while Francis Ford Coppola waits patiently for his nemesis, Popeye, to show up
RC-2013-107: The Godfather (1972)
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When e-mailer Tomy suggested a few films that might be ripe for a commentary, The Godfather was the one that lept out at me most. It seems there's actually quite a lot to say about the movie nearly everyone regards as great, so why not give it a Rob Job. (I'm so sorry. I will never say that again.) I discuss how Coppola's uncanny decade (approximately 1970-80) was enabled by the exciting changes happening in American filmmaking from about 1964 to 1980 (a span of years I select arbitrarily), deciding that Coppola and his dream that was American Zoetrope represent the best characteristics of the so-called Film School Generation. While pointing out the big stuff, like the lovely computerized opening shot and the film's many quotable moments, I also gab about such matters as Michael's bifurcated personality, how Gordy Willis' stark lighting helps highlight the film's handling of gender, and the beautiful way Coppola doesn't "lean into" the many instances of visual symbolism. I also theorize as to why this film has become a synonym for "great movie" and, as is my habit, think out loud about how movies attain the status of classic. At some point, I also prove that I can name all the (fictional) five families of New York, and then I pathetically commend myself for being so perspicacious about trivia. I screened the Blu-Ray of The Godfather while recording the track; to sync up, hit "pause" on your player just after the Paramount logo has faded to black.
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