I found The Irishman on Netflix a bit of a mixed bag: the first hour or so is pretty great film making, and to me felt like the work of a younger director out to make a name for himself. The middle section, basically the Jimmy Hoffa story, was slower but interesting (as I knew next to nothing about Hoffa), and I thought Al Pacino was really good and entertaining. (As for de Niro and Pesci's performances: they are fine, but I didn't feel they had to put in much acting effort, given that the limited range of emotions the screenplay needed them to show.)
The last third (or perhaps quarter) slows down further, and ended leaving me feeling much the same way most Scorsese movies do - mostly entertaining, but with no lingering emotional effect, and therefore no desire to re-watch.
I have no doubt explained this before - Scorsese is talented enough in putting a movie together and he knows what looks good on the screen. But I have never understood the obsession with chronicling gangster/mafia life. Lots of critics note his interest in Catholicism (and I have seen The Last Temptation of Christ), but despite the ending of this latest movie, I don't think you can really say that redemption is major theme through his work. Sure, he often shows what his characters lose by getting into crime (which makes him a more moral director than, say, Tarantino), but I still don't think there is much emotional depth or impact to the stories.
Anyway, this one was worth watching, but it is really long. I guess that does make it suited to Netflix, as several breaks are warranted.
By the way, despite what many have said, I thought the "young face" effect on the main characters worked pretty seamlessly. My son didn't think it look noticeably fake, either. Yay for technology.
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