La mano lunga del padrino

This is my favorite kind of Italian "poliziani" because it has no police in sight! It is completely lacking in any kind of moral center considering that the "hero" (Peter Lee Lawrence) is a treacherous low-level mafioso who greedily rips off a shipment of arms from his powerful godfather (played by the excellent Adolfo Celi) and tries to sell them to an especially dubious group of Arabs--while the only other protagonist is his unfaithful, frequently naked and abused girlfriend, Sabine (played by sumptuous Italian bambina Erica Blanc). The movie is violent, deeply cynical, and totally lacking in any kind of redeeming social value, but that's what makes it all the more fun. It is kind of like the "deep noir" American movies of the 1950's like Jules Dassin's "Night in the City" or Billy Wilder's "Ace in the Hole", where the main character is amoral or sociopathic criminal and the people surrounding him are even worse.

Celi is great as always as the old-style "moustache Pete" godfather. Blanc is fully exploited as a body, if somewhat underused as an actress, but frankly this movie could be considered a feminist treatise in comparison to many of the other films in this genre. The violence against women is certainly disturbing by today's standards, but the movie is downright restrained and tasteful in that respect when compared to similar Italian films of the era like Lucio Fulci's "Contraband".

This movie definitely isn't for all tastes, but if you like violent action movies without the police-worshiping fascistic tendencies of the Hollywood variety, on one hand, or the stifling political correctness of the more modern-day movies, on the other, this is pretty alright.

Nardo Bonomi's enjoyably pulpy gangland thriller, 'Long Arm Of The Godfather' (1972) aka 'La mano lunga del padrino' sadly remains somewhat of an unknown cinematic commodity, being an admittedly slight, but undeniably entertaining Mafioso/heist yarn, elevated by the substantial presence of heavyweight character actor, Adolpho Celi lustily giving the brutish, Don Carmelo all the hard-boiled heft and fearful gravitas a vengeance-seeking mafia kingpin requires!

Handsome bad boy, Vincenzo (Peter Lawrence) & sultry siren, Sabina (Erica Blanc) go on the lam after ill advisedly ripping off sadistic thug, Don Carmelo, who more than lives up to his murderous reputation, grimly exposing his increasingly misogynistic approach to reclaiming his stolen money! 'Long Arm of The Godfather' is far better value than its currently ignominious status of bargain bin B-Movie curio implies. While, perhaps, not quite up to the dizzying grandeur of a tarmac-searing, Stelvio Massi classic, Bonomi's eminently watchable, 'Long Arm of The Godfather' certainly deserves a far clearer print than the one currently available. Hopefully, this glaring cult movie oversight has been remedied, and a pristine remastered edition of this sleazy gem is now readily availible.

"The Long Arm of the Godfather" has only one aspect anyone who has seen it will ever be able to remember, and hence has only one aspect anyone will ever recommend it for:

The red-headed character, the main guy's love interest, is abused several times throughout the movie's run-time, punched, slapped, threatened with rape at knife-point and burnt with a cigarette. The way the movie keeps showing scenes like these makes you wonder if the producers knew they were onto a total stinker and the only way they could generate any kind of response from the audience was via a shameless attitude toward violence against women.

The character herself is, of course, pathetic - weak female characters are not exactly a rarity in Italian exploitation films - so it's hard to feel anything but boredom as she gets roughed up for the third or fourth time. The plot is also tedious and incomprehensible. The only part I remember aside from the above is a scene where the don fires at the "hero", if that's what he is, with a machine gun while he hides behind a wooden plank. Not a single shot hits anything, and the hero is able to fire back, successfully, with a gun that looks like a pea shooter in comparison, and what do you know? He doesn't miss.

It will not remain in memories, but it is nevertheless a good and tense Italian Polizziotesco from the seventies, where there are only nasty characters to see. As a good Italian flick from this period, women are here beaten, beaten and beaten again; it is also question of treason, violence and mob boss. Adolfo Celi remains Adolfo Celi, his presence is a positive point to make this ankward film a bit better than it would have been without him. The main character is a petty crook for whom no audience will ever feel empathy for: ambitious, greedy, in the right fashion and mood of this era: the seventies.

Who do you root for in a film like this? Vincenzo, the double crossing, woman beating hero who pawns his girlfriend's jewellery? Or the Godfather, the woman beating, smug crime lord? Or Erika Blanc, who's character absolutely never stops moaning during the entire film? Also, who described Erika Blanc as a 'sumptuous Italian Bambino?' More like a Ziggy Stardust era Bowie clone with boobs! Unnerving.

So this is lower tier Euro Crime stuff, what with the double crossing and the arms shipments and a hero you don't care for. Story is very mild, rather a lot of violence directed towards women, not much in the way of gunfights.

However, it looks very good, has a nice opening sequence, and most of it takes place in an Arab country which is a bit different from the norm. It's up to you what you think of the ending. Throw a couple of likable characters in here and it might have been better.