The latest Scorsese film hit Netflix. I waited. And then waited some more. Then I, somewhat reluctantly, sat down to watch the three plus hour movie.
It’s not that I thought it would be bad. I thought it would be excellent. Scorsese films always are. And the actors! How wonderful to see Pacino, De Niro, and Pesci on the screen again in a serious drama.
It’s just that it was just another gangster/mobster film. (These aren’t the only types of films that Scorsese does, but dang, it sure feels like it sometimes.)
The movie is based on the book I Heard You Paint Houses and focuses on Frank Sheeren, a hitman for the Bufalino family. An Irishman, Frank gets in close with Russell in an accidental meeting over a broken truck. Russell is high up in the Pennsylvania mob.
Frank starts out driving trucks for meat delivery but soon is trusted with more. He evolves quickly into quite the reliable thug. He is the lone Irishman in a world of Italians, but he and Russell remain close. Even in prison. Even when Russell is wheeled away for one last visit to the church before going to the hospital and then the grave.
But this isn’t just a movie about mobsters and crime families. The Teamsters and Jimmy Hoffa are front and center, mixed up with the mob. Hoffa personally signs off on any loans from the union pension fund to mob projects.
Russell introduces Frank to Hoffa and the two hit it off. Best of friends. Frank is constantly trying to rein in Jimmy or advise him in ways that will prolong his life with the mob. But Hoffa is portrayed as quite the hot-head. He trusts Frank with his life. According to the narrative pushed by The Irishman, that was his mistake.
Hoffa disappeared one night in 1975 and was never heard from again. In real life, the FBI set their sights on Chuckie O’Brien, claiming that he drove Hoffa to his death. A recent book by Chuckie O’Brien’s step-son disputes this narrative (and claims that even the FBI has rejected their theory about Chuckie being behind Hoffa’s murder.)
The Irishman never explains why Chuckie was driving the car but also never implies that he was knowingly involved in Hoffa’s disappearance. Frank was merely following orders from Russell but was clearly bothered by killing his close friend. The film shows that one of Frank’s daughters, who was always aloof with the mobsters, formed a close bond with Hoffa. When Hoffa disappeared, she rightly suspected her father and broke off all communication with him for the rest of his life.
At various times in the story, the movie displays textual updates on mobsters, indicating what happened to them later. Most died. Some were imprisoned. Frank Sheeran and Russell Bufalino were two of the few who didn’t die a gruesome death. Instead, Russell died a natural death in prison and the implication is that Frank will die soon in his post-prison nursing home.
The point of the movie (and the book on which it is based)? Crime isn’t a lifestyle to emulate? Crime isn’t glamorous? Hoffa was killed by Frank? I am not clear. It began with Frank sitting in a wheelchair in a nursing home and ended with a priest leaving his side at the nursing home. No remorse. No regret. Just a life of violence and loyalty to Russell over Jimmy. A life that is coming to a close.