The Irishman

Take a second look.

When this tale of gangsters first hit Netflix, there was considerable back-and-forth over the “de-aging” of its stars, the epic running time, and whether Martin Scorsese was just coasting by going back to Gangsterville.

A year-plus later, the dust has settled, and the film can be appreciated for what it is — not a rehash, but a farewell.

Like Clint Eastwood with Unforgiven, Scorsese offers a violent, melancholy coda on the genre films which made his rep.

The glitz and glamour of mob life fade, and all that’s left in the end is beautifully-rendered bitterness and regret.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s