What clever and moving, sometimes funny, words are they going to say to each other that seals the deal? Nope the leading man is driving frantically after his woman to let her know that he's really in this. Let's be honest even non-romantic comedy fans look forward to this. The one that comes after the couple seems like there going to split after some big misunderstanding. The worst part is the big romantic speech is skipped! You know that part in all romantic films we wait for.
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In fact, if the next movie was about her I'd be all over that! The eldest brother of the mafia clan and his wife were a hoot! Especially the wife as she goes all Mission Impossible gangster all over a woman her husband is trying to seduce. But I actually found myself liking secondary characters more. With the help of the match making bullies they fall in love, again cute. Don't get me wrong I genuinely liked the couple-cute. Yet as I watched it I felt like I was watching any number of mafia romantic comedies. The synopsis made this sound awesome! Mafia matchmaker. This movie was definitely chuckle worthy. So upon reading the title of Marrying the Mafia I had to watch it! I loved the idea of three mafia brothers deciding to play matchmaker for their beloved little sister. However, comedic mafia romances are my real Achilles' heel. “Find lights in the beautiful sea,” I murmured, “I chose to be happy, you and I.,” humming the rest of the tune I looked up at the sky hoping I could wish on a shooting star.Rewatch Value 3.0 Marrying the Mafia is part of my guilty pleasure genre: Mafia romances! Whether they be tragic or humorous. Taking out the first thing that comes to my hand was a snicker bar, gladly I trotted outside towards the garden to get some fresh air.
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Only now, I’m someone else’s property and who knows what the outcome of this is going to turn out like, opening the door of the fridge that was full which reminded me that I had to use my money to shop for their food. My feet were greeted by the cold floor it was like me against the world as it always was what different could it have been now. The house was awfully quite, so I took this chance to go downstairs and grab a bite to eat in case the repeat of the morning happened again. Slamming my books shut, I look at the antique clock that was sitting at the other side of the room displaying eleven thirty on it. Two hours later I was finishing up three essay’s and reading more on forensic science, it was the only thing that intrigued me and when you witness a murder not any murder but the murder of someone close to you, the person who nurtured you killed in front of your eyes by someone else you thought you loved was hard. Shrugging off my bag, I unlock the door before someone attempts to break it down and settle down at the tiny desk trying to finish the work I’ve missed. He’s spending the night with someone else. He’s spending the night with another girl. I sunk down against the door, tears leaking through my eyes. Keeping my gaze fixed on the ground I wait till the door is shut before running upstairs finding the small room and locking myself in. “Keep an eye on her,” he motions towards me, “I’m staying at Amy’s tonight,” he smirked on his way out obviously directing it towards me. Daniel entered back into the scene, bloody marvellous grabbing his coat he pushes past me stopping at the door. Not trusting myself to speak I nod slightly before clutching tightly onto my bag. “So your Luke’s friend?” Nate asked slowly, confused at the same time. Something was off, the expression on Nate’s face softened as Daniel excused himself to answer his phone, “No,” he replied irritated, “she’s the one I told you about, only marrying her for a while before,” he flicked his fingers showing that he was going to get rid of me, right there and then it felt like my heart was ripped out of my chest, squeezed and then jammed back into my heart roughly. “Is she your new toy?” Nate asked in disgust, his tone was even harsher than Daniel’s but I guess that wouldn’t make a difference since they both did look a bit the same but only Daniel looked a little older with a cold, stern face. While Nate on the other hand seemed a little too disappointed in me being here, I didn’t think he knew about me and Daniel. “I thought you had work,” he narrowed his eyes looking back and forth between Daniel and I, talk about weird silence with Daniel placing his hand on my back I instantly moved forward to get away from his cold touch. “Nate?” I blurted out, I could feel the anger radiating out of Daniel’s body and seeping through mine.
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