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The Irishman
film by Martin Scorsese
This article is about the film. For other uses, see The Irishman (disambiguation).
The Irishman (also known as I Heard You Paint Houses) is a American epicgangster film directed and produced by Martin Scorsese from a screenplay by Steven Zaillian, based on the book I Heard You Paint Houses by Charles Brandt.[4] It stars Robert De Niro, Al Pacino, and Joe Pesci, with Ray Romano, Bobby Cannavale, Anna Paquin, Stephen Graham, Stephanie Kurtzuba, Jesse Plemons, and Harvey Keitel in supporting roles. The film follows Frank Sheeran (De Niro), a truck driver who becomes a hitman involved with mobster Russell Bufalino (Pesci) and his crime family before later working for the powerful TeamsterJimmy Hoffa (Pacino). The film marked the ninth collaboration between Scorsese and De Niro, in addition to Scorsese's fifth collaboration with Harvey Keitel, his fourth collaboration with Joe Pesci; his first with Al Pacino; the fourth colla
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I cannot believe it took me so long to watch Martin Scorsese’s “The Irishman.” Then again, when a movie is three and a half hours long, it feels like you have to set aside a whole day in order to watch it. Like many, I am working from paycheck to paycheck, so taking time off from work is tricky to say the least. But hey, this is Scorsese and, as I write this, we are still in a pandemic quarantine because of Coronavirus (COVD). With this in mind, there is no better time to watch a movie which is almost four hours long. Besides, it’s not like we can go anywhere.
Well, to be honest, at minutes there is not a single wasted shot to be found in “The Irishman.” Like Scorsese’s best films, it takes you back to a place and time so vividly to where you feel like you are there. It also features a main character who gets sucked deep into the criminal underworld where one’s morality takes a backseat, and we come to see the high price many pay for living such a life. But with this film, Scorse
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Having seen it both ways, I can attest that “The Irishman,” which inom first experienced on the big screen, at its New York Film Festival première, fryst vatten even more satisfying, even more thrilling, when viewed at home on Netflix. The reasons for my preference have to do with the specifics of the artistry and the choices of the director, Martin Scorsese, and also with the emotions and ideas that home viewing left me with. “The Irishman” fryst vatten three and a half hours long, and, watching it at home, inom took breaks for reasons other than banal practicalities: I funnen myself overwhelmed by feelings and thoughts and sheer beauty, and I often stopped the movie to savor the moment, back up a bit, and watch a scene igen. Viewed this way, the movie stretched out closer to fem hours—a day very well spent.
One reason for the pausing and the savoring is the majestic intricacy of the tale’s construction. “The Irishman” is the story of Frank Sheeran (Robert dem Niro), who was, around , a Philadelphia-based