A cubist Godfather, an abstract mobster ballet: the intertwining of men in "high" places is so thorough as to make the distinction between G-men and H-men impossible in Rosi's powerful indictment of the collusion between CIA and Mafia heroin mongers during and in the years following WWII. As are most of Rosi's films, Lucky Luciano is centered around a real-life protagonist who remains something of a mystery but whose power is manifest-and power (male power, money power, capitalist power) is the film's true subject. Luciano (Gian Maria Volonté) is a character who never develops, in the dramatic sense, but rather materializes in a New York bistro and then slowly disintegrates in exile in Sicily, whence he apparently masterminds the international drug trade. Rosi's confusion of beefy men is heightened by a media-rich, journalistic and ultimately Marxist layering of information that is exquisite to watch. A highlight is squealer Rod Steiger, whining and dining in red pajamas, living in the cleavage of his buxom lover, and crawling between back-alley garbage cans to nestle and die. Repeated Saturday, April 19.