caa821 Turned-on set to this just as it was beginning on "Lifetime," and had intended to go to another channel. But it was one of those instances where you watched for a minute or two, then another, then another..., etc.I could see at the outset that it presented Buttafuoco differently from the clownish lout I remembered from this whole well-publicized course of events.As I watched, I looked at the prior comments here, which quickly confirmed this. The actor portraying him was handsome, especially not having the real guys' homely, thin-lipped, weak mouth, and a facial look which cries out for the description "smarmy."One wouldn't have thought it possible to present the Amy Fisher character, on-screen, as being a worse person than she actually was in real life -- but this flick managed to accomplish that almost seemingly-impossible task.As I watched, I still expected that there might be some indication towards the very end of his duplicity, and at least a modicum of responsibility on his shoulders for her entering his home and shooting his wife point-blank in her face. But there was not even at least some oblique reference on this point.The scenes between Buttafuoco and the local pair of policemen even made it appear that they should show more feeling for him and have greater understanding than was displayed. And his watching television with wife, father and son, as a tape displayed by a lover of hers was exposing her slutty side, could have been the Cleavers, say, watching a broadcast, exonerating Wally or Beaver from some local minor mischief which might have been suspected.,Hard to feel any sympathy whatever for these folks, except the lady shot point-blank, and Pop, with his lifelong business placed in jeopardy.The two or three times I've seen the real Joey on the tube, even a long time following these events, completely confirmed: this guy is a homely, cocky, smarmy asshole, the opposite of the portrayal by the actor in this flick, on all counts.

BreanneB This movie is nothing but a cheesy waste of time garbage cartoon. It had nothing noteworthy in it. Bad acting, bad costumes, bad directing, nonsense script, cheap production, and too much of a lie.This movie tells a ton of lies about what happened. This movie is a total fictional lie about this case. Amy's version is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. The Buttafuoco's except for Mary Jo all lie, lie, lie. I give this movie no stars at all. What a waste of time and money. Sorry mom.Next time I'm gonna choose a better movie. In the end all I can say to the director is, make better quality films if you want people to watch them. I think it's time to make a movie out of Amy's book If I Knew Then.

sol The story about an event that shook up a quiet Long Island community back in 1992 and became front page and headline news in all the tabloid newspapers and TV shows not just in the USA but all over the world as well. The movie "Casualties of Love" tries to portray Joey "Butterfingers" Buttafuoco in a good light, in this sordid and sleazily episode of suburban life on the Island, but fails miserably in light of what has transpired since the movie's release back in 1993. Early in the film we see Joey, Jack Scalia, recovering from a serious coke-drug addiction habit and getting back to a normal life working for his father old man Buttafuoco, Lawrence Tierney, as a auto-mechanic in his car body repair shop and meets one fateful afternoon a very attractive but emotional disturbed and unstable young Amy Fisher, Alyssa Milano, and the rest is history.Amy getting her sights on the good-natured and overly friendly Joey and becoming infatuated with him gets her car smashed up a number of times just to have an excuse to be around and close to Joey and even going so far as trying to get poor and innocent Joey alone in his office and induce him to have sex with her can't seem to budge, the rock hard and straight as an arrow happily married family man, in having Joey commit an act of adultery. With Joey chivalrously turning down all of her sexual advances a frustrated and mad as hell Amy then plans to have the one person standing in the way between her and Joey his wife Mary Jo, Phyllis Lyon, put out of the picture permanently.After unsuccessfully trying to get some of her friends in school to assassinate Mary Jo by giving them money and "free sex" Amy goes to the Buttafuoco's residence and tries to do the job herself by shooting Mary Jo in the head and leaving her paralyzed for life.The movie tries very hard to make Joey look innocent by reason of being too naive and, well let's just say, stupid in not realizing what Amy's intentions really were and how far she would go to take him away from Mary Jo and his two children thus in some way trying to make Joey look not responsible for what happened to Mary Jo.The movie also goes to great lengths to show the audience that Joey didn't have an affair with the underage Amy but it's not very convincing since the release of the movie Joey pleaded guilty to having sex with the 17 year-old Amy Fisher which in New York state is considered statutory rape that landed him in jail for six months and since then Joey was arrested a number of times for soliciting prostitutes for sex which makes the Joey Buttafuoco in the movie look both phony and ridicules. Amy since her release from prison became a writer for a local Long Island newspaper, The New Island Ear, and seems to have put her life back together but Joey, besides his arrests for soliciting prostitutes, was just indited in California for insurance fraud. The Buttafuoco/Fisher affair destroyed both of the Buttafuoco and Fisher families with Joey's father losing his business that he built up and worked at for almost fifty years and almost cost Joey's wife, Mary Jo, her life and ultimately ended their marriage. It also destroyed Amy's parents marriage as well has having her put behind bars for almost ten years and being brutalized, and reportedly raped by a male prison guard, while she was in prison. This story, the Buttafuoco/Fisher affair, turned out to be a true modern day American Tragedy.

Robert J. Maxwell A depressing tale of a middle-aged man and teen-aged girl who have an affair, presumably, after which the girl shoots the guy's wife in the head, so that the girl and the guy can get married, or at least live together, happily ever after. It's based on the real events surrounding Aimee Fisher and Joey Buttafuco. She's played my Alyssa Milano, in probably her most demanding role, and the car mechanic is Jack Scalia. What a tawdry tale. A narcissistic pedophile and a spoiled pretty nymphomaniac. Lots of sex, intrigue, conflict, some violence, all rather disgusting, which is probably why three independent TV made-for movies about the case hit the TV screens at the same time. This one is definitely from Butaffuco's point of view. The poor guy loves his wife and children (sob) and never touches this succulent nymphet. Fisher is plumply overdeveloped, more than simply enticing, bursting her seams, and she's the aggressor and the liar in the tale. Buttafuco is the innocent victim. Right. No ex coke addicted, pumped up, self-admiring Italian philanderer would dream of laying a paw on this fawning young creature. Man, is he put upon. Our eyes water at the narrative. Aimee lies to her family and tells them that Joey gave her herpes. Then tries to murder his wife. And all this time he's nothing more than a cheerful, loving, family man and upright citizen, aghast at all the terrible things he's accused of. Did he fund this movie? The other two made-fors took quite different points of view, depending on who was backing the production and which particular participant in this disgusting tale was doing the endoresements. Utterly revolting garbage, which the public ate up. Alyssa Milano is a beautiful young woman. Anyone who wants to see her en deshabille should rent "Kiss of the Vampire" or whatever it was, far sexier, and less repugnant simply because it is more mindless. This movie actually has a point of view. It could have skipped the sleazy plot and just shown us Joey pumping iron in a gym and Aimee coupling in some stranger's back seat. An insult to the public viewer, who gobbled it down with relish.