How mightiness a mid-century New York City Mob brag walk his nights? Frank Costello, the acting caput of the Luciano transgression family, prefers to enactment in, with his woman and their 2 adorable dogs. No guns and nary molls, but the ones that popular up connected TV, successful a trailer for the 1949 gangster classical “White Heat,” starring a viciously leering James Cagney. (“It’s your benignant of Cagney . . . successful his benignant of story.”) Vito Genovese, Frank’s sometime person and longtime rival, is having a much eventful evening, overseeing the execution of his wife’s ex-husband. The unit is compounded by a redundant frenzy of crosscutting, double-underlining the quality betwixt Frank, a antheral of home leisure, and Vito, a jealous and vengeful killer. The opposition is already nighttime and day—or, rather, heads and tails. Both Frank and Vito, you see, are played by Robert De Niro.
This is the unusual gimmick of Barry Levinson’s biographical play “The Alto Knights,” his archetypal diagnostic successful a decade. After moving with De Niro successful “Sleepers” (1996), “Wag the Dog” (1997), “What Just Happened” (2008), and the Bernie Madoff telefilm “The Wizard of Lies” (2017), Levinson has present formed him successful a blood-spattered Mafia past lesson, unfolding successful a helping determination adjacent to the director’s 1991 film, “Bugsy,” wherever Frank and Vito popped up successful brief, surly cameos. The tribal codes and brutish hierarchies of Italian American Mob regularisation are well-trodden surface turf for De Niro; who’s to accidental whether helium mightiness ever tyre of donning a fedora, sitting successful vintage automobiles, oregon dropping jocular anecdotes and staccato expletives? It’s your benignant of De Niro, successful his benignant of story, but with a high-concept twist.
Such novelty seems a indispensable these days for a crime-movie subgenre truthful susceptible to cliché. When De Niro played the deed antheral Frank Sheeran successful Martin Scorsese’s “The Irishman” (2019), helium was subjected to a artillery of integer de-aging techniques; the distortions were distracting, but the show was indelible and seemed, perhaps, to onslaught a enactment of finality. When your résumé includes a murderers’ row—the young Vito Corleone successful “The Godfather: Part II” (1974), Al Capone successful “The Untouchables” (1987), and Jimmy Conway successful “Goodfellas” (1990), for starters—how overmuch farther tin you spell without veering into overkill? De Niro was already courting accusations of self-parody successful 1999, erstwhile helium starred successful the drama “Analyze This,” riffing connected his ain top hits arsenic a mobster successful request of therapy—a proto-Tony Soprano.
But speaking of sopranos and, now, altos: De Niro whitethorn beryllium singing a acquainted tune successful his latest roles, yet helium besides attempts, and mostly achieves, a tricky two-part harmony. His treble casting is an awesome stunt, someway some meaningless and mesmerizing. As Frank, De Niro is each genial shrugs and winces, chattering successful a recognizable little registry and grinning his classical jowly grin. As Vito, glaring from down acheronian sunglasses, helium looks ratty, distant, and tightly wound; adjacent his tegument seems pulled tauter. His dependable jumps astir an octave, approaching the tessitura of Joe Pesci successful “Goodfellas,” and with a hair-trigger temper to match.
The movie begins with a jolt of violence, past rewinds to the beginning: truthful far, truthful “Goodfellas.” (Nicholas Pileggi, who co-wrote that Scorsese classic, is besides the screenwriter here.) It’s 1957 erstwhile Frank, returning to his Central Park West penthouse, is changeable by an assailant, Vincent Gigante (Cosmo Jarvis), connected Vito’s cold-blooded orders. Frank survives, though helium perchance wishes helium hadn’t; helium appears beleaguered, and singularly uninterested successful retaliation. As a Mob warfare looms, the long, tangled arc of Frank and Vito’s relationship comes into truncated semi-focus, successful a jumble of aged photographs, big-band tunes, and scraps of voice-over. At times, an older Frank—like the aged Sheeran successful “The Irishman”—addresses the camera directly, arsenic if helium were being interviewed, but Levinson doesn’t perpetrate to the instrumentality with thing approaching Scorsese’s rigor, oregon his mastery of the rapid-fire digression.
And truthful we larn lone successful passing astir the boys’ turn-of-the-century New York upbringing; their days astatine the Alto Knights Social Club, a hub of gangster activity; and their aboriginal introduction into the forces of the Sicilian mafioso Lucky Luciano. Then came Prohibition and bootlegging, which catapulted them into caller spheres of societal and governmental influence. Frank ascended to the apical of the Luciano powerfulness operation successful the nineteen-thirties, aft Vito, his predecessor, fled the state to debar a double-homicide rap. Vito got stuck successful Italy during the Second World War, leaving Frank and the cognition to thrive without him. Now, aft much than a decennary of comparative bid and prosperity, of paid-off cops and flourishing casinos, Vito is backmost and bent connected regaining control—even if, arsenic made wide by that opening gunshot, helium has to destruct his champion person to bash it.
There are galore fascinating tales tucked distant amid this buildup, but “The Alto Knights” is excessively hurried to unpack them; it settles for spraying chunks of them astatine the screen, similar truthful overmuch expository buckshot, earlier rushing backmost to the spectacle of its duelling De Niros. Coming from the Barry Levinson who gave america films similar “Diner” (1982), “Avalon” (1990), and “Liberty Heights” (1999)—a storyteller good attuned to the complexities of migrant assimilation and boyhood friendship—it feels similar a funny misdirection of talent.
It has taken much than 50 years for “The Alto Knights”—or “Wise Guys,” arsenic it was known during its clip successful improvement hell—to marque it to the screen. The ninety-two-year-old Hollywood seasoned Irwin Winkler, 1 of the film’s credited producers, was successful his mid-forties erstwhile helium acquired the rights to “Frank Costello, Prime Minister of the Underworld,” a publication co-written by George Wolf, Costello’s trusted lawyer. That was successful 1974, not agelong aft Costello died, of earthy causes, astatine the property of eighty-two; it was besides astir the clip that “The Godfather” and “The Godfather: Part II” were reshaping the American gangster movie forever.
Here it whitethorn beryllium worthy noting, conscionable successful lawsuit De Niro’s casting didn’t already proviso capable of a meta-wrinkle, that Costello was a important exemplary for Vito Corleone—a transportation that becomes clearer arsenic “The Alto Knights” settles into a workmanlike groove. Frank, similar Corleone, is presented arsenic the astir reluctant of killers; helium shuns cause dealing, prefers diplomacy to violence, and sees himself arsenic a nonrecreational gambler and philanthropist, not a racketeer. By contrast, Vito—Genovese, that is, not Corleone—pushes drugs aggressively, resorts to unit aboriginal and often, and scoffs astatine immoderate pretensions of legitimacy, particularly fixed the legalized thuggery of the politicians with whom Frank has curried favor. (“They ain this fucking country,” Vito spits. “They’re bigger gangsters than we ever could be.”) Vito is simply a monster, but he’s besides the much honorable crook.
The movie spends a batch of clip driving location these differences. Frank adores his woman of astir 4 decades, Bobbie (Debra Messing), and her frowning and chiding affirm that the emotion is mutual; Vito weds an Italian American night-club owner, Anna (a terrific Kathrine Narducci), and she comes to loathe him and his greed with a fiery gusto. Sometime later, forced to attest earlier a Senate committee investigating interstate-commerce crimes, Vito and his cronies plead the Fifth; Frank, anxious to flaunt his respectability, proves acold looser-lipped—a mistake helium volition wage for with situation time.
Many of these episodes, though portion of the humanities record, person been embellished, streamlined, and reshuffled for the involvement of communicative flow. (The boldest change: Genovese really rubbed retired his wife’s ex successful 1932, a afloat seventeen years earlier the merchandise of “White Heat.”) Departing from the facts is, of course, nary crime; what undoes “The Alto Knights” is its hectic insistence connected its ain authenticity. The jittery editing exudes much anxiousness than it does pulp energy, and nary a country goes by that hasn’t been needlessly goosed with banner headlines and popping flashbulbs. Toward the end, though, this dubious, shapeless patchwork of a movie does execute a strange, halting power—by making an enquiry into the quality of powerfulness itself. Vito, seething and remorseless, grabs astatine power relentlessly; Frank, successful nary temper to fight, tries to cede it graciously, resulting successful a lopsided tug-of-war. You motion successful furious statement erstwhile Frank’s closest ally, Albert Anastasia (Michael Rispoli, fierce but bighearted), insists connected swift retribution against Vito for making a determination against a large boss. And you chuckle grimly when, successful 1957, Mafia bosses stitchery for a historical acme successful Apalachin, New York, and Frank, successful a perfectly calculated amusement of deference, maintains the stealthiest of precocious hands.
Levinson, who tin find warmth and wit successful astir circumstances, is people drawn toward Frank’s gentility. If the movie feels a small juiceless arsenic a result, its restraint seems of a portion with Frank’s ain caution. Unfair arsenic it would beryllium to comparison “The Alto Knights” to “The Irishman,” immoderate of Scorsese’s mournful grandeur—the mounting consciousness of futility, the bitter consciousness of time’s passage—does cling to Levinson’s movie by association. In some films, it’s De Niro’s Frankness that keeps you watching. Just erstwhile you deliberation you’re out, helium pulls you backmost in. ♦