anna, 23, italian, student of visual and performing arts.
passionate about movies, books, art and cats.
I don’t believe in God, yet I always find myself fascinated by films about religion: whether it’s Martin Scorsese’s Silence or Ingmar Bergman’ Winter Light I always end up feeling deeply, deeply moved.
Perhaps I was so struck by Leon Morin, priest because our protagonist Barny is an atheist just like me. She likes questioning everything about religion and never holds back: she candidly talks to a priest about being in love with a woman and about masturbation.
As soon as “The Irishman” started I thought that what I was about to witness was the typical, solid, gangster film by Scorsese: but 30 minutes in and I realized that I was wrong.
Just recently Scorsese wrote an article for The New York Times where he talks about the MCU and about his personal definition of cinema, the kind of cinema that’s about “confronting the unexpected on the screen”, that wants to surprise its audience.
With “The Irishman” he…
I generally enjoy open endings, but this one was really unsatisfying.
The film does a great job of making us feel very close to Cristi, we understand why he completely change once he put his uniform on, and it's interesting seeing the abyssal difference between the way he acts at home and the way he acts in the cinema.
And that's why I would've liked to see him process what he went through, it would've been a even greater insight…