Making of - The Godfather

If I tell you that the Godfather was based on my mother, how many of you would agree?

I have to say, except for the slaps in the face, which she distributes is a much more subtle way… everything else is true. Ask those who had the pleasure (not at all in a sarcastic way, LOL) of her company.

- And Vito (slap)!!! Get me my antidepressants!
- Yes Godfather!
- Holy shit VIto... What is that? Is that a flying purple elephant?
- No sir, that's your son!
- God... he gained so much weight!
- Yeah, right. That is all that is wrong with him...

1.000 miles away

How perfect is this?

Making emends...

You’re gone.
He is gone.
They are also gone.

So many lovers, so many friends…
Gone, all gone.
So many people that could be…
Gone… all gone.

I am not sure why. I am not sure how.
But I am guessing it would be my fault.
I am guessing that I was gone.

I was gone a long time ago.
I was gone long before everyone else.
I was gone… all gone.

I am not sure where I went, or where I am right now.
I am not sure why I am gone.
What I am sure is that there is still time for love.
There is still time for me.
But, as they say, there is no more time for you
Time is gone, your time is gone. All gone.

Always Look on the Bright Side of Life

Feeling a bit grumpy today, are we?

Well than, sing along...