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Originally posted by Lollie:
I would have to say that the reasons why I love GFI and GFII is for the same reasons that everyone else mentioned above: excellent acting, directing, scenery, music, etc. But, my #1 reason for loving it so much and watching it over and over and over again is because this movie touches me in a very personal way. Half of my family were exactly like the Corleones (except for their connection with crime)! I can remember whenever we would have get togethers of family at our house,when it got late and me and my sisters were supposed to be in bed, we would sit on the stairs and listen to the adults talking and playing cards in the kitchen. It was like watching the GF even then! So many things in the movie I experienced in real life! So many of my great aunts and uncles looked like mafioso! When my friends would come over when I was in my early 20's would remark that my family looked like the mob! And that's exactly like it was! There would be the laughing, arguing (lots of that--especially if they were playing cards!), loud talking (they really couldn't talk any other way!) swearing in Italian, speaking English and then breaking into Italian and vice versa, AND WHO COULD FORGET THE FOOD! Eating and food was done with passion in my family. The smells of Italian black olives (wrinkled up--I didn't care for them because they were bitter), Italian antipasto sitting on the table with lots of homemade crusty Italian bread, Olive oil, pasta, meat balls, sausages, pork neck bones (which cooked in the spaghetti sauce for hours!), sausage & peppers, sardines, romano cheese (we never used anything but Romano cheese--there's a special name for it, but I can't remember it now), espresso coffee, anisette, canolies, and on and on the list would go. And, if you tried to leave the house without taking food home, my grandmother and aunts would go running out of the house with plastic containers of food to your car). It was actually an insult if you refused to take any food home with you. My aunt would actually get angry if someone wouldn't take something home. It was just the way it was.

Yeah, The Godfather takes me back to my childhood and adulthood. I sit at the kitchen table and watch everything that is going on (just as I did when I was a kid). I had uncles who would tickle me until I cried, would wrassle with me outside, throw me up in the air like I was a sack of potatoes, and great aunts who would swear at their husbands because they were playing too rough with me. Ahhhh, what a time!

~~ Lollie smile
Nice post...my family is the same way. A huge reason I love the Godfather so much is because I can relate to it.

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