Loving Your Cousin First

Eww... I mean... eww... eww. Call me immature but I couldn't get past the fact that they were first cousins. They were first cousins in love, in the movie... it was supposed to be during the 80's so we're not talking way back in the day monarchs here. And what got me was her dad was the only one who really seemed to be saying the same thing I'm saying. And it's not as though his conscience was all that well formed, people. Or, at least, he didn't heed it's warnings too often. He was the second Godfather, after all.

The third Godfather could not even begin to hold a candle to the first two. And not just for this reason... it just simply wasn't all that great. The first two were masterpieces... works of art in their own right. They'd strangely evoke pride for those of us who are Sicilian, which is why my parents had no issue with me watching them as a child.

But, c'mon now... first cousins? I mean, I know it happens but the idea of looking at my own cousins that way kind of gives me the willies. And they're not all bad looking, I've got some cute cousins. But, being attracted to them? I don't think so. I dunno... took away from the whole story, I'm afraid. Gave it a kind of ill toned undertone.

I guess all in all... I'm disappointed. Very, very disappointed. They did not do Mario Puzo proud. Still have to read the book but I'm taking Dad's advice on this one. He said he couldn't put the book down when he read it but the third one simply wasn't based on the book.

Ok... shake it off... forget the kissing scene and be thankful that they were just playing characters...