The Irishman

Summary:


Rating: R


Could I have watched this with my Dad? : Maybe. (The language was pretty awful, though.)


Could I have watched this with my Mom? : Nope.


Language: Absolutely atrocious. A ton of junk even beyond the f-word, and it was neverending, just a constant stream of profanities.


Sex/Romance: Some romance, no sex shown.


Violence/Gore: Yes to both.


Music: The music was genius. The music is what held my interest and kept me watching all three and a half hours when I should've stopped maybe thirty minutes in. In the beginning, a lightheartedness that seemed innocuous and nothing special but actually held sway and was a major driving force. As the movie progressed the music grew into the darkness with slow, deep, disturbing tones.


Did I feel the need to leave the lights off and sit in silence afterward? : Yes, but really only to contemplate how I'd let myself waste that much time.


Thoughts: This movie was three hours of dense history. The whole thing felt like an inside joke, except not funny. I have a small obsession with mafia/mob stuff and was looking forward to a good mafia drama, but had three hours of dry, confusing history shoved down my throat instead. An absolute waste of time, and a huge chunk of time at that!


Was this a good use of a night with the house to myself? : Absolutely not. It was a terrible waste of three and a half hours.


In the End: 1 out of 5 stars for the music and the makeup artists.

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