Just let The Godfather die in peace.The trilogy was enough. You need a score card to remember the names of the players.Boring,trite and a waste of money.
Stephen King says that the road to hell is paved with adverbs. GR is a good example of that principal in action. No detail is left to chance. Every scene is written in excruciating detail, all thoughts and motivations are explored ad nauseum in truly insipid dialogues. Every decriptive sentence (and there are so, so many) flatten out the characters just a little more. The mystery of the semi-hidden personal forces that drove the characters in the Godfather is completely stripped away. So earnestly are you asked to believe in these characters, spending the hours it takes to make it through the book is akin to spending several hours sparring with an aggressive telemarketer or your cousin who is trying to get you signed up with Amway.
In short, I didn't care for it much. Mario Puzo himself had a very sketchy time writing sequels (of a sort) to the Godfather. Mr. Weingartner certainly didn't succeed where he had trouble.
I couldn't wait to read this book. I found it drawn out and not very much going on, very wordy until the beginning of the last book of 3. Disappointing when compared to the Puzo stuff. Wanted it to be great and it wasn't.