Fans of foul-mouthed sociopaths who've taken a long free ride on American culture, rejoice:
Cue the mournful mandolins for a little Godfather sadness, and rack up the Rat Pack songs for that Goodfellas vibe, eh? We're going back to mobsville and it'll be a story about fathers and sons! Maybe including this one:
He was kidnapped before that happened, though. Some guys shoved him in a van and took him away. He was either shot, beaten to death, or cut up with a chainsaw while still alive, depending on who's talking. They never found the body. He had two kids. Also one of those father-son things. I'm sure he gets his movie next.
Look, mob stories are interesting, and I'll be the first to admit that there's a reason the Cosa Nostra fascinates. The secrecy, the colorful names, the men who live by their own code outside the law, all that booshwa. Every culture has a soft spot for its fictional criminals. Mack the Knife. Pepe le Moko. Don Corleone. But a sympathetic portrayal of John Gotti? Apparently if you're "colorful," and enough time elapses, you're an "icon."
