worst death scene... ever!

So, on our typical New England winter Sunday, Sal and I decided to spend it in our pajamas watching movies and getting a little work done here and there. As we flipped channels, we came across The Godfather II... a good Sunday movie!

There are so many good lines that come out of the Godfather series...

'Leave the gun. Take the cannoli.'
'In Sicily, women are more dangerous than shotguns.'
'I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse.'
'Just when I thought I was out... they pull me back in.'

... and they go on and on and on!

But as that ended, we saw that Godfather III was coming on. I went to change the channel, Sal asked why. I told him it is horrible... with all the sub-par over acting, the painful death scenes and that odd 80's type clothing, etc. I did defend it with the idea that if Winona Ryder got to play the Part of Mary Corleone, who was cast to play that part but got sick and Sofia Coppola had to step in and destroy the entire movie, maybe it wouldn't have sucked so much.

But, we decided that we should watch it... just for poops and giggles. Over an hour into the movie, Sal agreed that it did suck and he wanted to change it... NO! If you make me suffer through such a crappy ass movie, we're going to finish it! And he agreed.

Well, we went off and half paid attention... but 15 minutes till the end of the movie I grabbed him and made him sit on the couch to watch the horrible completion to such a brilliant movie series (sans part III.)

We sat dumbfounded, watching the overacting. Until the death scene of Sophia Coppola... which is so painful, we couldn't help but to burst into laughter!!! The scene when she drops to her knees and squeaks out 'dad' then falls over, and Al Pacino shakes her like a limp Muppet... well, it brought tears to my eyes and convulsions to my body... as I laughed.


At least now-a-days she learned to wax those fuzzy caterpillars for eyebrows. Hehehe.

But it was the most delightful way to spend a Sunday!