I'm about halfway through... And wow this movie is just bad. A waste of these characters and intellectual property. The Sopranos is supposed to challenge its audience, not just give them fanservice up the "ase." It was hard not to turn off the movie when Junior said the asinine "varsity athlete" line - this show is supposed to be way better than "Hey he said the thing!"
A disjointed narrative and the absurdity of so many situations just takes the audience right out of the sense of realism and suspension of disbelief. Ray Liotta playing two characters? What a contrived bunch of nonsense. And what's the point of giving him two roles if he's just playing the same character he's been playing since 2000, but twice in one film?
Then you have how on the nose some of the dialog is. The National Guard waving Dicky through when his car is covered in blood and saying "It's OK, he's white." Is that what passes for nuance these days? Obviously I get the motif they're trying to establish with the film, but at least let your audience figure that out instead of just saying it plain as day.
A real shame. Imagine how critically panned a "The Wire" movie would be if it came out today and was a standard buddy cop action flick. That's how I feel about this gimmicky cash grab.
Final point before I put my phone down: why the hell are these Newark wiseguys talking in Boston accents?
Two last points now that I'm done:
I did actually like the way Dickie's fate paralleled his father's. Dickie murdered his father in a jealous rage because his dad was beating the Italian woman, then Dickie goes ahead and murders her in a jealous rage, and gets what was coming to him from a family member. Some actually nice symmetry there, and it does reinforce a major point of "The Sopranos" which is that the ones you think you love the most will be the ones who hurt you the worst.
Now, last point, Storytelling 101: Show, Don't Tell. You don't need to tell us the guy with the kooky hair and a funny gait who scrunches his face up is Silvio before the character even appears on screen. Let the character breathe a little bit and let the audience make that connection. To do otherwise is to infantilize the audience. Who was the movie for? A shrewd film watcher, or someone who just wants to munch on popcorn and say "Hey! I remember that guy!"
To quote a character who may or may not have been given his due justice, "Remember when is the lowest form of conversation." I think that adage can apply to filmmaking as well.