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Organized crime.
There’s a certain truth to the claim Martin Scorsese “only makes gangster films.” To agree based on how many times slick, tough-guy wannabes reeking of the worst of masculinity appear in his canon is a blatantly ignorant and surface-level reading for at the heart of the mobster is the question of America, its slimiest and most callous impulses turned profitable illusion turned national mythology. And the reason he…