Probably my third review of this movie. Arguably the most rewatchable film ever made. It is for me anyway. I watch a lot of true crime shows. Especially those revolving around organized crime, i.e., The Mafia. Tonight it was a show about the Jimmy Burke crew that took down the Luftanza heist. At the time the biggest cash haul in American history. All made possible because of a low level street hood named Henry Hill. An associate of Jimmy Burke and Paul Vario. A capo for the Lucchese crime family, who Jimmy and Henry had to kick up to on every dollar they made. That included the 7 million dollar Luftanza heist. Anyway, as usual, whenever I see anything on TV about these particular individuals I end up swinging back around to the Scorsese movie that actually made these guys a household name. Not once in my many rewatches have I ever turned it off halfway through the movie, saying, "I can't sit through this again." Tonight was no exception. As much as I adore Godfather One and Two, I cannot say the same thing about them. They are undoubtedly the greatest gangster films ever made (in my mind, the greatest movies ever), but neither one is as rewatchable as Goodfellas. Maybe it's because "Fellas" is based on real life, while The Godfather is " based on real life individuals. The names here, though, haven't been changed to protect the "innocent." The gangsters in real life look remarkably like the actors that were chosen to play them in the movie. But here's the real reason why I think Goodfellas grabs you by the throat and refuses to let go until Henry Hill picks up his morning newspaper from some suburban driveway in Nebraska at the end of the movie. And it's how this story unfolds from the very beginning. The opening credits roll by like a fleeing Cadillac from a mob hit. The headliners of Goodfellas zooming by left to right. Robert DeNiro! Joey Pesci! Ray Liotta! Zoom!. Zoom! Zoom! Then the three of them rolling down the highway in their Caddy together, as Thump! Thump! Thump! is heard in the rear of the car. We in the audience (who haven't seen it before) assume it's a flat tire. Typical innocuous opening of a movie, right? Then the three men huddle around the trunk and you know, this aint no flat tire here. Suddenly you grip your Goobers and popcorn tighter. Liotta unlocks the trunk and the carnage begins. Stab! Stab! Stab! Bang! Bang! Bang! And if that isn't enough to make you spill your Sprite, Scorsese hits us with the opening salvo from Rags to Richs. 🎶Bum!Bum!Bum!Bum!Bum!Bum!Bum! 🎶You know I go from rags to richeesss!🎶 Genius. Pure genius. Hooks us every time, eh Marty? From that moment on, its off to the races, as the ultimate reality show, which is Henry Hill's life sucks us in till the very end. And its THAT beginning that guarantees we'll stick around to the conclusion. It doesn't hurt either that the movie ends almost as great as it begins. You just HAVE to stick around until the rat Henry Hill breaks the fourth wall and includes YOU into the conversation. Every riveting minute carried along by the best damn soundtrack you've ever heard. Shit, I think I'll watch it again...