Memories will murder you.
Haunted by the past, and by the evil men do, Robert De Niro slips into an opium-induced haze at the end of Sergio Leone’s epic-sized ode to gangster life.
Never, ever waste your time with the horribly-mangled 139-minute cut stupid producers originally threw into theaters.
Instead, always seek out the 229 or 250-minute versions.
They capture every last moment of eternal regret, as we watch bright-eyed schoolboys become hardened killers, then go steadily downhill from there.
Backed by Ennio Morricone’s sweeping musical score, De Niro, James Woods, and Co. lead us down dark alleyways of the soul.
