That’s right, people, the film that’s been hyped up for a dangerously long time is now available to watch, with Netflix opening the doors to Robert De Niro and Al Pacino’s apparent magnum opus.
The film takes its story from the book I Heard You Paint Houses by Charles Brandt, and follows Frank Sheeran (played by De Niro), a World War II veteran-come-hitman.
The synopsis reads:
“In the 1950s, truck driver Frank Sheeran gets involved with Russell Bufalino and his Pennsylvania crime family. As Sheeran climbs the ranks to become a top hit man, he also goes to work for Jimmy Hoffa — a powerful Teamster tied to organised crime.”
The reviews for The Irishman were heavily favourable, with people saying the stars are back at their best and that it’s another great film from Scorsese. It even managed to amass 100% on Rotten Tomatoes over 50 days before it even came out…
Like I say, the general vibe is that it’s classic Scorsese gold, even though I’d argue that he hasn’t actually done much good since the turn of the century. I liked him voicing the puffer fish in Shark Tale, The Departed was good when it wasn’t full of people saying they were Irish and gratuitous cameos from literal rats, The Wolf of Wall Street was nowhere near good enough to deserve being that long and no-one saw Silence.
Meanwhile, De Niro and Pacino are back at their best! Boy, they don’t make ’em like they used to, eh? Remember when actors were good? Not like these trained divas we get now! Back in the day an actor would turn up on set drunk and four hours late, read the lines on the script in front of them in their own voice, try not to look at the camera and if they wanted to prove they were acting, they’d then shout a bit and their stiff, Brylcreemed fringe would flop down their forehead. Brilliant!
Even better, we don’t even need to watch the new, actually trained actors anymore since using silly amounts of money, we can de-age the old actors who do cool things like say vaccinations give children autism!
In case you didn’t already know, The Irishman spans many decades, seeing De Niro and Pacino fluctuate in age due to the wonders of digital de-ageing, alongside the likes of Ray Romano and the return to acting for Joe Pesci.
The film is a pretty long three and a half hours, meaning that it’s one of those films that you sort of have to clear the day for. It’s not like you can get home from work, have dinner and then stick The Irishman on; you’d be up way past your bed time.
Definitely a weekend watch.
Images via Netflix
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