I thought this was a long ride for a fairly mild payoff, but there was real pleasure, as another poster stated, in just watching Scorcese do what he loves, the intro, the first 30 or so. But, for me, the nostalgia wore off quickly, and the movie needed Pacino's appearance to add some energy, into what was rapidly becoming a very tired, very predictable, though expertly done, mob/crime movie.
The CGI went back and forth for me, at times it looked absurd, and others, I thought it was fine. Pacino's looked the best to me, probably because of the movie's time frame. I read the book in 2007, I was going through a severe Mafia fascination. Bits of the book came back to me, and the half dozen others I read about the Philly Mob, Testa, Bruno, Merlino, etc etc. The thing with a lot of those books, is that the characters do tend to be self aggrandizing blowhards, and Sheeran was especially so. I remember kind of reading in disbelief as he inserted himself into every major mob hit or meeting in like 20 years, and I felt the same way about scenes in the movie.
De Niro kind of plays him a bit too much like his character in Jackie Brown, which was maybe deliberate. Sometimes it was just too many old people, old gangsters, and their wives, smoking and driving, and wearing ugly clothes. The movie felt the length to me, about 90 minutes in. The last 30, the death beds, the Camry, the indignity of the casket scene, I liked the message, but felt the movie didn't really earn it, and wanted to have it both ways. The murders and killing felt flat to me, with no real edge of violence or tension. A lot of this felt like Scorcese and the rest going through the motions, the best moments of previous masterpieces, but in a story that lacked the edge of Goodfellas, and the trajectory of Casino. No one cares about this story, and I even read the book, and the movie doesn't make you care.
*The scene that was mentioned, I did indeed notice, that should have been handled differently.
*The roles of women in this, I would certainly say warrant some criticism, I mean for gods sake. Stares and cigarettes is about all they get.