The Godfather: Part III 4K 1990

What can I say about the third part? It's great. Just like the first two. I want to say something about the saga as a whole. Every character, gesture, phrase in all three parts carefully and naturally creates the world of one person. The three parts are three periods of life. Nothing is superfluous. I put the disc on, sit down in front of the screen. One hundred and sixty-nine minutes of my life crawl into the screen. Those one hundred and sixty-nine minutes I am a Sicilian. I am a businessman. I am a gangster. I am a father. I am a winner and a loser. I am Michael Corleone.

The immersion in the main character is so powerful that you begin to think in terms of good and evil, strength and weakness, desire and necessity. When family misfortune strikes, he rushes to the rescue. Does he have a choice? No. Does he protect his family? Yes. But imperceptibly, the need to win in order to survive translates into a business expansion strategy. A winning mindset supersedes past aspirations to be honest, to love, to be loved... Step by step, Michael the businessman-player banishes Michael the husband-father-brother. Coppola masterfully, seamlessly melts defense into offense. Blurs the lines of permissibility. My understanding of right and wrong collapses. I-Michael consumes me.

A magic movie. An immersive film. A movie about transformation. About responsibility for those you love. Did he live the right life? Could he have lived any other way? Intelligence, strength of character, concentration of the player - on whose altar would he lay the God-given? Would he have had a chance to be the gray American worm? Not likely. So was there a choice?

This is the best movie I've ever seen in my life. Coppola is a God of directing, Al Pacino is a God of transformation. Subtly and carefully the director and actor immerse us in the body and soul of Man. The birth-growth-death process of one man's journey is shown flawlessly.

The one hundred and sixty-nine minutes of the third part is over. Too bad...