Ever since I watched the video “Bullets Over Broadway”, I’ve been interested in stories of mafia romance–maybe it is already a literary genre. In this early Woody Allen production mixing anxious witty remarks with some gangster flair, a cash starved Broadway play desperately seeks financial backing, and one of the New York City mafia bosses agrees to fund it, but with a little catch– the mafia boss’ girlfriend aspires to be a stage actress and she has to be casted in the play. So the girl goes to the rehearsal every day with a bodyguard from the mafia, and everybody is disgusted since the girl has no acting talent. The bodyguard happens to be an ardent theater lover and he couldn’t stand the fact that the girl spoils everything. Finally the bodyguard kills the girl and is in turned killed by the mafia.
Such stories happen not only in movies but also in real life. Here I am going to tell a story of mafia romance. It’s a true story of Southeast Asia from the news I watched last week. I won’t say from where or from which TV program since I am going to criticize it a little and I don’t want people to get upset. It really doesn’t matter where in Southeast Asia this happened since it could happen anywhere.
A policeman graduated from the police academy. He was promoted each year in the law enforcement, and groomed to be the next head of the bureau of a major city. Several years on the force, he got to know one of the local mafia boss and his wife. A love affair bloomed between the policeman and the mafia wife. The mafia boss was duly sent to prison for three years to clear the way for the lovers, and was pressed to divorce his wife. The mafia boss eventually did, although unwillingly.
Meanwhile the police department was in turmoils. Everybody criticized the wayward policeman since he’s way out of line. His family, friends, and his department pressed him to end his infamous behavior, but he refused. Then one day, suddenly he disappeared with his mafia girlfriend together with money he borrowed from others. They surfaced later in Thailand. There the love birds squandered everything. He eventually died of illness and she found another lover from the underworld.
It feels like a cliche mafia romance story fit for a dime novel. I like the story despite its platitude, but I really don’t like the way the story is presented. This TV presenter of a popular evening program tells the story from the angle of an immoral woman destroying a moral man’s life. The presentation of the story seems to claim that if he had not met such a woman, he would have led his impeccable life and become a good policeman. So his corruption, his betrayal of public trust, his abuse of power and dereliction of duty is all the fault of the woman. The argument is so ridiculous and infantile that I don’t even want to waste my time to attack it.
If one reads “Macbeth”, one tends to put the blame on Macbeth’s wife more. She does look more evil than him. She nagged him on and he looks more like an accomplice. Every story has its ambiguity and nuance.
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