Memories can be wonderful things, but sometimes they're a trap. If you live too much *with* your noodle, you eventually *become* Noodles: a limp presence, pushed about by a bubbling world.
Groggy, nice to hear your thoughts, I think reading Proust is in your future.One thing, though: OUATIA is something of a cautionary tale, especially regarding memories. Noodles is a total loser whose life effectively ended one day in 1933. For 35 years after that he was essentially a non-person. Called back for one last job, he reveals himself to be a person with neither a present or a future, only a past, which he seems to relive constantly. This is a highly embellished past, however, founded upon a central idea that turns out to be untrue: namely, that his betrayal of his friends resulted in their deaths and his own expulsion from a gangster's paradise. When Max reappears to offer him an alternate understanding of that past, Noodles rejects it, even though the explanation would take him off the hook he's been twisting on for years. Noodles has invested too much into his official autobiography to allow any rewriting to occur. Like every wiseguy, he's got his story, and he's sticking to it.Memories can be wonderful things, but sometimes they're a trap. If you live too much *with* your noodle, you eventually *become* Noodles: a limp presence, pushed about by a bubbling world.
I totally, totally had the same experience.The first time I saw it, I thought it was the third or fourth best Leone movie. The second time I saw it, I thought it was the third or fourth best movie ever made.