there’s. a kind of struggle in loving the godfather movies as a woman, because misogyny is inherent in the narrative, and inherent in most of the principle characters. and in the goddamn simplistic interpretation. the trite fucking god-status afforded to the godfather in straight male film canon wherein its celebrated not as a story about, among other things, one man’s ultimate failure to serve and protect his family as a family (rather than as a business or as an extension of himself), but as some kind of ode to macho individualism.
my instinctive reaction to a twenty-something year old man with a godfather poster on his wall is one of mistrust.
i love the godfather movies. the seventies in particular represent an era of filmmaking that’s so very fucking dear to me. yet, at the same time, so many of my favorite movies are so inherently masculine. or if they’re not, they’re at least interpreted that way by the people who talk about movies the loudest.
more and more it’s like i wanna start a fucking women only movie club. like a book club, only once a week it’s this group of women showing up with platters of mini sandwiches and cookies and whateverthefuck else you’re supposed to eat at a book club, watching movies like the godfather and taxi driver and talking about them free from the all-encompassing Straight Dude Point Of View.
The thing that kills me about it is that the godlike macho bullshit reading of the Godfather movies directly mirrors with the macho self-perpetuating bullshit that our society gives to real life gangsters. We condemn them most times in only the loosest kind of terms - they’ll always be framed as folk heroes and people who built themselves up from nothing with nothing, and its at the expense of their flaws and humanity as well as at the expense of the people they fucked over.
It comes from this bullshit individualist macho ideal - hell, Meyer and Charlie genuinely believed they were revolutionizing something, when in fact they just shoehorned themselves into a system to continue leeching from the people they came from - and people venerate them for that, because ??????
(and it comes from racism too, we don’t view black or hispanic gangsters this way, hi “Ashley’s Biggest Problem with Breaking Bad” and how Boardwalk Empire omitted Bumpy Johnson and Queenie St Claire)
It’s my biggest issue with reading about them or watching media even loosely based on them/their lifestyle, is how incomplete the interpretations always are. The narrative of Charlie’s life is incomplete without the input of the women who he victimized, who put him in jail, but they’re never mentioned with importance aside from how they related to Dewey or Luciano. That’s why Ellen Poulsen’s book about his trial was so important, because it goes on for ages about the structure of a prostitution business that women were forced into, that women built for themselves, that they protected or cheated each other in - and it’s a business that the Horsemen ultimately changed for them largely out of their favor.
People who ignore all of that in favor of some tommy-gun toting macho fantasy bullshit are Boring and should be ignored until they come to their senses
my kingdom for a more diverse and critical pool of people creating and consuming gangster media goddamn