![]() ![]() “Casino,” opening Friday, is what Scorsese fans might call his advanced-degree mob movie. It’s the life these guys lead and the message is, if you want to be part of the life, this is what happens. “Violence is not that pretty, especially not in this picture,” he says, settling into a couch in his Park Avenue office in mid-town Manhattan, a few days after the ratings board finally OKd his last, three-hour version of “Casino” for an R. Still, the scene is as strong as it needs to be, says Scorsese, to make its point. After submitting “Casino” four times, each with more offending frames of violence trimmed, the flying eyeball has become something of an implied illusion. ![]() ![]() Nor, thanks to the MPAA’s ratings panel, will you have to try. You may not immediately see the spirituality in that last image. The man’s face actually seems to expand as the vise tightens, his eyes bulging and bulging until-thwap!-the one on the left pops out and skips across the floor. Now, cut to a scene from Scorsese’s latest film, “Casino,” where Joe Pesci’s Nicky Santoro, a rogue mobster in 1970s Las Vegas, is trying to squeeze information out of a rival thug by compacting his skull in a vise. ![]()
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