Watched it last night.

It is a story for the ages. Brings together a ton of once-vague urban knowledge into a coherent history lesson.

Many of the real life mob players we'd heard about as kids (Joey Gallo, Tony Pro, Hofffa, etc.) were finally explored more deeply for wider audiences. (actually Hoffa has been done on film a couple of times before...but this was a new interpretation).

There were some problems with the casting (Scorcese should have used a different actor (like Leo DiCaprio) as the younger version of Frank Sheeran. Sadly, DeNiro's aging body was just too old (not nimble enough) for the younger scenes, especially when whacking punks with is .38 Special or stomping on someone who touched his daughter. He even looked like a grandpa holding a steering wheel in scenes where he is supposed to be in his 30s.

Al Pacino was terrific as Hoffa. Same for Joe Pesci as Russell Bufalino. The always good mob actor Stephen Graham as Tony Pro. Graham and Pacino got into some very funny scraps a couple of times.

Lots of fun cameos by famous people: Little Steve Van Zandt as Jerry Vale, Bo Dietl as Hoffa's underling, Ray Romano as a mob lawyer, Father John Morris (of Fox News) as Frank's priest and last confessor.

Needs to be watched as a miniseries to absorb all the info. I am going to watch it again in a few parts.

The only thing that is still nagging me is this: The story ends with Frank refusing to confess the true story to anyone. If he died with those secrets, then how did this story get told?

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