The Irishman (2019) Directed by Martin Scorsese
7B
Well, as they say, it's a long story. Frank Sheeran (Robert De Niro) is a vet home from the war who becomes a hitman for a Russ Bofalino (Joe Pesci), a Mafioso boss, In the course of Frank's duties, he both protects and becomes friends with Jimmy Hoffa (Al Pacino), a union boss who had colossal power in the '50s and '60s, who sometimes did business with the Mafia and sometimes made life difficult for the Mafia, a dangerous tendency. Scorsese supplies a ton of back story that both fleshes out the De Niro and Pesci characters and informs us of the intricacies of organized crime, both in terms of its rewards (money, power) and perils (violent death). The detail that Scorsese devotes to the first hour is laudable, but becomes a bit of overkill (no pun intended). When Pacino finally makes the scene,
The Irishman picks up momentum and from that point onward the movie is a fascinating crime film on a lot of different levels. This is no
Goodfellas or even
Casino, much less one of the overly operatic
Godfather movies. Nothing about the lifestyle here is presented as fun or exciting or full of camaraderie--
The Irishman is one thoroughly deglamourized crime movie. Though there is violence, there is not a lot of it and it's pretty muted by Scorsese's standards. What we end up with is a study of a man who at some point became a shell and didn't even notice. I don't know what younger generations who probably don't know Jimmy Hoffa from Adam are going to take from this more muted approach, but
The Irishman is among Scorsese's best films.
Sidenote: A word on the de-aging process that is used in this movie. You get used to it. I kind of willled myself not to think about it too much. There are a few scenes, especially early on, when De Niro looks like he suddenly has acquired John Wayne's eyes. Younger viewers may not notice, but it creeped me out, like De Niro was going to say "Whatcha doin' with that gun, pilgrim," or something. I guess we better get used to this process, though. Someone is even bringing James Dean back from the dead for a movie. Ain't progress grand?