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428 pages, Paperback
First published March 10, 1969
New York, 1945. The Italian-American boss Vito Corleone, during the celebrations for his daughter's wedding, agrees to meet some Italian emigrants that ask for his help. Thus begins Mario Puzo's masterpiece, whose movie adaptation made Marlon Brando's interpretation of Don Vito famous. With a simple and straightforward style, Puzo manages to masterfully describe a series of intricate and temporally shifted events, involving the reader and maintaining high levels of suspense. It comes out the best cross-section of the Italian-American subculture never done before, and probably never equaled.
The wisdom of Don Vito Corleone is disarming, it arouses feelings of respect also in the readers, making the godfather one of the most charismatic characters ever.
Vote: 9
New York, 1945. Il boss italo-americano Vito Corleone, durante i festeggiamenti per il matrimonio della figlia, acconsente a dare udienza ad alcuni emigrati italiani che invocano il suo aiuto. Inizia così il capolavoro di Mario Puzo, la cui trasposizione cinematografica ha reso celebre l'interpretazione di Marlon Brando nei panni di Don Vito. Con uno stile semplice ed asciutto, Puzo riesce a descrivere in maniera magistrale una serie di eventi intricati e temporalmente sfasati, coinvolgendo il lettore e mantenendo altissimi i livelli di suspense. Ne viene fuori il miglior spaccato della società italo-americana mai fatto prima, e probabilmente mai eguagliato in seguito.
La saggezza di Don Vito Corleone è disarmante, suscita rispetto anche nei lettori, rendendo il padrino uno dei personaggi di finzione più carismatici di sempre.
Voto: 9
“Friendship is everything. Friendship is more than talent. It is more than government. It is almost the equal of family. Never forget that. If you had built up a wall of friendships you wouldn’t have to ask me to help.”
“You shouldn’t let that broken jaw influence you,” Hagen said. “McCluskey is a stupid man, and it was business, not personal.”
For the second time he saw Michael Corleone’s face freeze into a mask that resembled uncannily the Don’s. “Tom, don’t let anybody kid you. It’s all personal, every bit of business. Every piece of shit every man has to eat every day of his life is personal. They call it business. OK. But it’s personal as hell. You know where I learned that from? The Don. My old man. The Godfather. If a bolt of lightning hit a friend of his the old man would take it personal…That’s what makes him great…He takes everything personal. Like God. He knows every feather that falls from the tail of a sparrow or however the hell it goes. Right? And you know something? Accidents don’t happen to people who take accidents as a personal insult. So I came late, OK, but I’m coming all the way…”
“Tell my father I wish to be his son." -Michael Corleone
They were those rarities, men who had refused to accept the rule of organized society, men who refused the dominion of other men. There was no force, no mortal man who could bend them to their will unless they wished it. They were men who guarded their free will with wiles and murder.
"Italians have a little joke, that the world is so hard, that a man must have two fathers to look after him, and that's why they have godfathers."