There's a lot to The Irishman that is quickly becoming the stuff of legend:
- Scorsese finally makes another Mafia movie
- Pesci comes out of retirement for the film - after being asked over 50 times to do so
- The movie puts Scorsese, DeNiro, Pesci, & Pacino together for the first time
- Gasp! It's a Netflix release and not playing at the local cineplex!
- It supposedly cost over $150 million to make
- It's almost 3.5 hours long
- And Scorsese said something about Marvel movies not being cinema...blah...blah...blah
So, this movie is nothing if not bold.
As for the story, it's the account of Frank Sheeran, a mob associate of Jimmy Hoffa's. The movie is from Frank's perspective and jumps around in time tracking the characters through the bulk of their entire adult lives. A lot of the production cost went into visual effects to age the characters properly. The effects mostly work, minus a few glaring shots of DeNiro early on that weren't very convincing. We're about 45 minutes or more into the movie before we meet Jimmy Hoffa, played by Al Pacino. You'll hear a lot about this being Pacino's best role in years, and I most certainly agree. He's alive in this one like I haven't seen him recently. Scenes where his Hoffa throws long, impassioned fits reminded me of Pacino in his 90's surge of Scent of a Woman and the masterful Heat. I can still hear is detective in Heat screaming "GIVE ME ALL YA GOT!!!!" That's the kind of Pacino we get to see again.
To be clear, Pesci and Pacino are the reasons I liked this movie. It's well done all around, but they stole the show for me. I felt the lack when they weren't onscreen.
DeNiro is solid as usual, but I think Sheeran was perhaps the least interesting character onscreen. Which is odd because it's essentially Sheeran's movie. He makes a lot of amoral choices and they didn't always add up to me. I kept wondering why the guy is really doing some of the things he does. Why he's ok with it all. Part of my problem here is probably the sheer depth of story that the movie goes into. It's one of those films where you really have to remember names from conversations and who talks crap about who. It's overwhelming at times with details like that. In the end, I think it contributed to my lack of understanding because I lost track of who Frank was even talking about every now and then.
Now, about Scorsese. Something about this world of gangsters and organized crime brings out the best in him. The film takes on an energy, at times, that is reminiscent of GoodFellas (which I consider to be his masterpiece). The Irishman is not, to me, on the same level as GoodFellas, but it's a great movie to watch if you like the Scorsese movie mold of the early 90's. And, possibly because of the freedom brought on by Netflix, he's able to slow down and draw out the story. By the end, you feel like you've really seen a fully fleshed out story that takes its time closing.
When the movie was over, I'll admit it was bittersweet. How many more films like this will we get? Since the actors and director aren't getting any younger, it's highly likely this could be a last blast of sorts. So, I'm going to appreciate it for what it is. It's not GoodFellas, but it's artistry in the same vein and at a different level, from a more contemplative version of Scorsese. It was simply a thrill to see DeNiro, Pesci, and Pacino in the same frame...while knowing all along that somewhere off camera Scorsese was calling the shots. When a movie has all that, it gets nothing but respect from me.