I didn't think that Michael Corleone's daughter was a very good actress, but she did make me determine to grow out my hair as long as I can. It's pretty creepy that she's in love with her cousin, although it was nice to have a bit more romance in the films (there really wasn't much--Michael and that Italian girl seem to like each other well enough, and Kay certainly seemed to like Michael originally).
This third film really comes full circle--Michael is in the hospital instead of his father (interestingly, they also both die in a garden, although Michael is alone, unlike his father). The rest of his family figures out how to deal with his attackers.
Michael also gets more religion in his old age--his confession after a diabetic incident is moving. In addition, he asserts that his godson, a priest in Rome, ought not be consulted on the family's business matters because "he has the true faith."
Michael's scream at the end of the film is incredibly effective--especially since much of it is a silent scream. That scream encapsulates his frustration with his inability to extricate himself from the world of crime. He did what he could at the end to make himself legitimate and failed. He tragically lost the very thing for which he entered the world of crime--his family--his daughter.
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