
Whether it is Michael Corleone from Sicily or Tony Montana from Cuba, that man never fails to send my heart into a tizzy. I can literally feel it pine for the righteous Arthur Kirkland from "And justice for all" and Frank Serpico from "Serpico". Hell, i dont even mind Lefty from "Donnie Brasco" ! Ah! the sheer joy of watching him on-screen. You can almost feel the intensity on the screen radiating outwards towards you for which you need a shield to prevent it from seeping in. True, he has done some really sucky roles, but you can excuse a man from some mistakes. We ain't that harsh!
Anyhow, I was a happy and a normal teen till i was sixteen ( specifically till that day). And then came along Michael Corleone and calmly de-pithed me and made me a completely unhinged and crazy Homo sapiens sapiens and on top of that, every look at the screen made me curse myself for being born in a very very later decade. Damn you destiny! You are a brutal entity! Either i shouldn't have known about the existence of this Alfredo James Pacino or i shouldn't have fallen for him like i did. Thanks to thou, there is an Al shaped hole in my heart! Now tell me, who the hell can fill it ?!
Sometimes i feel i shall die a spinster. In an old manor. With a cat named Alfredo. With my wedding gown on. And the DVD player playing Godfather. And a box set of 'The complete works of you-know-who' next to it. Because noone according to me can hold a candle to him. ( see in my twisted head, he has become the yardstick for the guys i fall for) And well anyway i know, courtesy Mr Pacino (my regards to him) I have truly become "out of order"
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