My Favorite Scene: The Godfather (1972) “An Unholy Baptism”

Picking a single scene from The Godfather is a matter of personal choice, because it is-without a doubt-a perfect motion picture.  There are 40 scenes you could make an argument for, and I’ve written an article where I picked the five best (and it was still impossible to choose).  The film chronicles Michael Corleone’s (Al Pacino) descent from the one good son in a mafia family to a cunning monster.

There are lots of moments when you can say Michael crossed the Rubicon, but the moment you realize the depths of evil to which he can sinks is when he has every threat to his mob ascendency assassinated during the baptism of his godson (whose father he also has killed).  The scene is a disturbing juxtaposition of the rite of baptism in a holy setting with the unholy tide of murders, edited with intensity and brilliance.  The scene is one of the best edited sequences in film history and The Godfather’s culmination of Michael’s Luciferian fall from grace.The Godfather

Killing Time Turns 5 Years Old!!!

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Five years ago today, Killing Time opened its doors to all manner of geeks, nerds, geekity nerds, and random passersby.  My reasons for starting this blog, and maintaining it for half a decade of pretty steady nonsense are more than outlined in the “About KT” tab if you’re curious, but the blog I started in early 2013 was a very different one than 2018’s version.  For one thing, it was missing all of you.  All 9,837 of you wacky, wacky people whose comments and feedback make writing this thing so much fun.  This is, by the by, the 3,578th article for Killing Time, and not counting the Facebook, Twitter, and other social media platforms, we’ve had 525,395 hits on the homepage alone.

I didn’t expect any of that.  I didn’t think I’d be writing this blog five years later.  I didn’t think anyone would want to read it, to be honest.  I wrote it first as an escape, then as a tribute, now-more than anything-as a discipline to write every day.  And it has become an inextricable part of my day.  The days now have columns attached to them, there’s a rhythm to the whole thing, and if I have to miss a day because reality rudely intrudes into my fervent concentration on ignoring it….I feel odd.  Like I have to sneeze and can’t…or forgot to, which is an even odder sensation.  What I’m saying is that Killing Time has been a surprising thing, a good thing, and all of you have made it what it is.  So thank you for five years.  I certainly can’t promise five more, but I didn’t think we’d be here in 2013.  Thank you, time killers.

-The Management