Hello My name is Bonnie and I'm an addict.
At no time can I refuse The Godfather Movies.
Even the first notes of the iconic music stops my heart, and I take over the many TV's in our house.
Just this past weekend, there has been a marathon! A big binge of The Family! My Family, my Sicilian brothers from another mother. Yesterday, I missed GFIII, and watched II and I, until lights out. I taped III, to watch on this Sunday. Then much to my delight, the marathon was on again, and I have seen all three today. I think? but they are sort of running together. You see I do have things to do, outside of my devotion to Michael Corleone. It helps to have seven TVs in our abode, and momma is in charge of the clicker! My family scatters when they here the music, " Oh No!" is heard around each corner, because they know, Mom can not be reached for anything, unless it is squirting blood!
Even as I type, the marathon has begun again, and I continue to watch. I know every word spoken, each gunshot before it is fired, probably could hum the entire saga. If you were to ask my hubs, before I went to sleep last night, I could be heard, lightly humming the music. I did not want to let it go, I never do. I may have a problem.
I LOVE IT, the young Al Pacino, is heaven, pure heaven to look at. Even when he is old by the III, I still grab my chest. When he is confessing to the priest at the end, I tell him, through the tube, " You do not have to do that, Fredo and the others had to die!"
My movie family, I kiss the ring on your finger, and may the others sleep with the fishes!
Sunday, January 26, 2014
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