A film with more than the usual spoiler issues. Talking about it in any detail feels akin to handing you a gift-wrapped present and saying, "I hope you like it -- It's a thriller about a diabolical secret experiment."

One of the most extraordinary films you will see this year. Take that as you want.

It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

The story, direction, characters, and writing/dialogue is akin to taking a tranquilizer shot to the neck, but everything else was so well done.

Many many Academy award nominations this movie had face now much much rage and provocation I had while and after watching it ! While this was nominated for the best screenplay, I see that it chose the wrong genre utterly. While this was nominated for the best director, it's directed in incredibly uninspired way that made such a spiritless and atmospheric-less movie! While this was nominated for the best performance by an actor in a leading role, I see that (Jack Nicholson) was yes into the point as a dumb loyal bulldog, but mostly ugly. And while this was nominated for the best performance for an actress in a supporting role, and won, I see that (Anjelica Huston) did fine, but not great !The theoretical structure of the script is catchy and amusing. While telling a story about fidelity, love and honor in the world of mafia, it is a momentum of crime games and double crossings which leads to a tragic and ironic climax. However all of that could have been done way better as a comedy, not pure crime. It has a mega black comedy potential, though it was made in a way that has nothing to do with comedy. It's like looking to Marilyn Monroe and thinking only of analytical chemistry ! The conversations were left to lead everything obtusely. Don't be hungry for a good line or – god forbid – a slick joke out of the deeply ironic material. There is absolutely no moment portrayed in meaningfully artistic or even enjoyably aesthetic way. Simply the image didn't help establishing an expressive shape for the events or one eventual goal. The thing is it has no sarcastic soul, or else !(Nicholson) was deadly monotonous. There was no scene he did interestingly. And his voice in specific annoyed me extremely! EddieLarge, one of the IMDb users, commented on Nicholson's acting in the movie's board so wisely by saying that "Sticking some tissue under your top lip and speaking like a caricature of a Gangster does not equal good acting!". Maybe that performance could have been utilized in originally comic cosmos, but the movie's one was mute and dull. So what's bright here?? (William Hickey)'s face and performance. He did beat all the cast with his half stinking corpse, half elegant devil character that he mastered. Now nominating him for best supporting actor was something – finally – right. (Kathleen Turner)'s beauty; especially her mind-blowing, unbelievably perfect, long legs. And the Italian music-crazed soundtrack by the always prodigious Alex North; it was the only joking element around, rather the only sincere element to the movie's "lost" nature as genius black comedy. I was between pish and yawn. It's like a vast desert with meanings far far away. Why this wasn't made as a comedy is a question that swallowed the whole thing. They lost a huge chance, and made instead a boring and so silly movie, which went to be awfully overrated as well (beside the 5 academy awards I mentioned so far, it was nominated also for best costume design, best film editing, and – get ready for this – best picture !!). OK, it was nominated for almost all the wrong reasons then! Doesn't it eat you when a movie is loudly praised while you see it as usual or less than usual ?! Anyway, thank god that it didn't get nominated for best short animated film too !

To watch any film includes Jack Nicholson's sex scenes on screen literally makes me squirm, and at age of 49 in this film, he and his love-at-first-sight object Kathleen Turner's shagging is so self-consciously clumsy (Ms. Turner basically is off-scene), despite of being graphically implicit. Physically speaking, he has never aged well, and technically the eye-broccoli might suit well with a comical tone of this Godfather parody. Directed by John Huston (his penultimate work before THE DEAD 1987) and earned Anjelica Huston an Oscar for BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS, the film has its dated setbacks, as a BEST PICTURE nominee, it is bizarrely mediocre. Supposedly Mr. Houston aspired to stew a Mafia burlesque, but the scarcity of comedic fodder stunts the intention and after 27 years, which bears out to be an inadequate oddball. Anyway, the film proffers a fitful performance treat, Anjelica's win sounds like a moot point to me since her flare only glistens for basically two scenes (viciously confronting her father and schemingly seeking help from her grandfather), but her costumes should be merited for her compulsive appealing. Another two nominees are Jack Nicholson and William Hickey, the latter is plain worthy (a steadfast panache exuding from an ailing but slick godfather) while the former is less impressive to say nothing of Nicholson's a dozen of other virtuoso acting prowess. The leading lady Kathleen Turner is on the other hand, a bona fide underachiever, both as a wife and a professional killer, and a mawkish affection is such a pain to watch. So, Alex North's arrangements of Gioachino Rossini's music is an utter saving grace (namely, Il Barbierie di Siviglia), and the film actually is more pleasant to ears if one can erase its incongruous scenario and an awfully lame denouement.

In the 1970s the honourable mafia family was the stuff of sophisticated drama, so it only follows that in the 1980s it would be fair game for a spoof. Prizzi's Honor actually features a fairly serious and workable plot, a Machiavellian tale of revenge and double-cross, and looks like it may have begun life at one point as a straight crime pictures. However rather than rehashing a bunch of clichés it takes the tack of sending up that world of casual violence, unshakeable loyalty and half-mumbled Italian accents.Yes, the basic approach here is to reel out the sillier aspects of the mafia movie and make them sillier still. Jack Nicholson reprises his post-lobotomy face from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and throws in a few Brando-esque grunts and bits of business. It's not among his best comedic roles. William Hickey is actually quite subtle and nuanced as the stereotypical elderly Don, but the performance is just too much of a caricature for anything outside complete farce, which this isn't. Prizzi's Honor does however contain some very fine non-comedy performances. Anjelica Huston stands out in her smooth and confident portrayal of the manipulative outcast daughter. She really dominates the screen without ever once exaggerating or using some trite gesture. Kathleen Turner is very good too. Watch her eyes in the scene where she and Nicholson have their first drink together – she's not listening to him, she's eyeing him up.Director John Huston was a veteran of the classic era, now in the twilight of his career. In Prizzi's Honor he displays the professionalism of his generation and the uncomplicated, unostentatious approach of an older man, as well as the various tricks that he had been using to make great pictures since the 1940s. He knows exactly how little input is really needed from the camera, letting the action play out in some very long takes, shifting our focus by smoothly dollying in. Sometimes, rather than changing angle or moving in he will have the actor do the work. For example, there is a scene with John Randolph on the phone, sitting back in his chair, but at a key moment in the dialogue he leans forward, effectively putting himself into close-up without the camera moving an inch. His detachment from the action can be sublimely elegant, such as the garage door slowly coming down for a killing to take place offscreen. Huston was never known as much of a comedy director, and as I've hinted the cod-Sicilian business isn't that funny, but he works in a handful of nice sight gags such as a trio of rudeboys all handcuffed together in a row.The trouble is, Prizzi's Honor is a dreadful mediocrity, and it's not just the hit-and-miss comedy that is to blame. True, the plot is strong enough to have been done without the spoofing, but to be fair the mobster archetypes are so familiar it would be hard to do it any other way without seeming corny. The real problem is that it simply doesn't have enough meat to its bones. There are some decent characters, and their machinations certainly make for a good story, but there just aren't the great, memorable set-pieces or crackling dialogue to make the whole thing rattle along as any decent crime drama should, comical or otherwise. It's a shame. With the amount of talent available here this is a wasted opportunity.

After watching this movie, I was really hoping for a nice awesome tight ending...NOT! Well, I didn't pay for it and I didn't lose out.Very long, drawn out and even boring.Jack Nicholson always has to overdo his characters - and once again, he does this over the top.Kathleen Turner - who is fantastic in almost everything has little to offer in here, because her charter is so flat and uninspiring.Whatever little she has, she makes the best of, and there isn't much for her to work with.Really nothing here that was worth me sitting in a chair for over an hour and rather quite a boring package.Like this review, it just is...and like this review is just as exciting.