I really hate that this will be the first review I do on this blog.
Not because I disliked The Godfather: Part II, but because I was so
incredibly exhausted that my mind could not focus on its intelligent
dialogue and steady pace. While I was hoping for my Godfather: Part II cherry to be popped, it would seem my exhaustion thickened my
movie-viewing hymen and my cherry was simply poked repeatedly. With that
lovely image out of the way, let me get on with some of the great
things I did notice, despite my fatigued state.The Godfather: Part II is brilliantly shot and scripted. The dialogue is essential, as it makes up most of the film, and the framing of the film is simply wonderful. It truly deserves much more attention than my tired mind could supply. The film is genre-defining for “gangster films” yet no comparable gangster film has been seen for decades. It is violent without resorting to over-the-top car chases, shoot outs, explosions, half-naked screaming ladies, or buckets of blood drenching the shot. Instead, the violence in The Godfather: Part II (and its predecessor) is executed straightforwardly in a brisk, swift manner. This form of execution creates a somewhat morbid reverence and honesty, without glorifying the despicable acts portrayed.
The two intertwining stories of The Godfather: Part II—that of Vito Corleone and his son, Michael—serve as both a contrast and a comparison of the two “Godfather” characters, and it is stunning to watch unfold. I am hesitant to say much more, as I believe I am in great need to re-watch the film in a more stable frame of mind.
The Godfather: Part II is a great film, that I am glad I was able to view, and I can’t wait to spend the time watching it again. However, next time I plan to delve myself into its dense plot and give it the proper viewing it deserves. However, next time I plan for my cherry to explode so marvelously that I’ll be cleaning it up for days.
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