Read Ebook {PDF EPUB} The Irishman Frank Sheeran and Closing the Case on Jimmy Hoffa by Charles Brandt Filming Locations Guide: Where was The Irishman filmed? The 3 1/2 hours long movie The Irishman by Martin Scorsese (the director behind classics like Taxi Driver and Goodfellas ), is an adaptation of Charles Brandt's book I Heard You Paint Houses: Frank "The Irishman" Sheeran and Closing the Case on Jimmy Hoffa . The production does not fall short of filming locations: filmmakers claim that 117 different locations were used to film 309 scenes. Set in Pennsylvania, Michigan, Ohio and Florida, The Irishman was primarily filmed in and around New York . The film tells the story (spanning more than 50 years, from 1949 through 2000) of hit man Frank Sheeran (Robert De Niro), who claims to have been involved in the 1975 disappearance of Teamsters labor union chief Jimmy Hoffa (Al Pacino), one of America's most powerful men. The movie contains a pantheon of celebrities including Joe Pesci (Russell Bufalino), Harvey Keitel (Angelo Bruno), Ray Romano (Bill Bufalino), Bobby Cannevale (Felix "Skinny Razor" DiTullio) and Anna Paquin as Peggy Sheeran. Welcome to our spoiler-free guide to all the filming locations of The Irishman . Newsday reports 10 locations being filmed in Long Island , including the Rodeway Inn Huntington Station - Melville, private houses in Great Neck and Atlantic Beach, the Harry Tappen Marina in Hempstead Harbor, Hildebrandt's ice cream parlor in Williston Park, and the Brookhaven Calabro Airport in Shirley. The interiors for the scene in Miami's Deauville Hotel (pictured), were shot at Leonard's Palazzo. Image courtesy of Google Maps. Can you help to improve this article about the filming locations of The Irishman ? To complete and correct this report, any feedback, info or images that you may have are more than welcome, thank you! 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Chapter Sixteen Give Them a Little Message. Chapter Seventeen Nothing More Than a Mockery. Chapter Eighteen Just Another Lawyer Now. Chapter Nineteen Tampering with the Very Soul of the Nation. Chapter Twenty Hoffa’s Comedy Troupe. Chapter Twenty-One All He Did for Me Was to Hang Up. Chapter Twenty-Two Pacing in His Cage. Chapter Twenty-Three Nothing Comes Cheap. Chapter Twenty-Four He Needed a Favor and That Was That. Chapter Twenty-Five That Wasn’t Jimmy’s Way. Chapter Twenty-Six All Hell Will Break Loose. Chapter Twenty-Seven July 30, 1975. Chapter Twenty-Eight To Paint a House. Chapter Twenty-Nine Everybody Bleeds. Chapter Thirty “Those Responsible Have Not Gotten Off Scot-Free” Chapter Thirty-One Under a Vow of Secrecy. NANCY POOLE BRANDT, CAROLINA DIMARCO BRANDT, and to my father’s memory. I owe a debt of gratitude to my incredibly beautiful, talented, and wonderful wife, Nancy, who gave each chapter and each revision a hard, honest, and sensible edit before I sent it to the publisher. While I was in New York and Philadelphia working on the book Nancy took care of everything else and gave me daily inspiration, encouragement, and support. On the times Nancy would accompany me to visit Frank Sheeran, he would light up like a young man. And I owe a deep sense of gratitude for the encouragement of our supportive children Tripp Wier, Mimi Wier, and Jenny Rose Brandt. I owe a debt of gratitude to my remarkable mother, who at 89, cooked Italian food for me, put up with me, and encouraged me during the long weeks I stayed in her Manhattan apartment and sat at my laptop. I owe a debt of gratitude to my dear friend, the publishing icon William G. Thompson—first to publish both Stephen King and John Grisham— who generously lent his expertise as editorial advisor in developing and executing the project. I struck pay dirt when Frank Weimann of the Literary Group agreed to be my agent. Frank took the project to heart as a piece of history that would otherwise be lost, gave the book its title, and gave Frank Sheeran a nudge in the right direction for his final taped interview. A special thanks to the talented Kristin Sperber, editor at Steerforth, who, among other things, caught me writing like a lawyer from time to time. When Neil Reshen suggested that my agent contact Steerforth Press we suddenly had my book accepted by a publisher who is always thinking. Thank you Neil, for steering us to the exceptional Chip Fleischer and his aide, Helga Schmidt. Thanks to those writers, such as Dan Moldea, Steven Brill, Victor Riesel, and Jonathon Kwitny, whose skillful investigative reporting, at risk of physical harm, uncovered and preserved so much of the history of Jimmy Hoffa, his times, and his disappearance. Thank you to those agents, investigators, and prosecuting attorneys and their staff whose efforts created many of the headlines and news stories I consulted. Thanks to my creative cousin, Carmine Zozzora, for his daily encouragement that kept me focused when the going was rough and for his wise counsel every bit of the way, especially when I would bellyache and he would repeat: “Just write the book; the rest will take care of itself.” A big heap of gratitude to all my superb friends and family who rooted for this book, and to those pals to whom I repeatedly turned for advice, encouragement, and support, especially Marty Shafran, Peter Bosch, Steve Simmons, Leo Murray, Gary Goldsmith, Barbara Penna, Rosemary Kowalski, Jeff Weiner, Tracy Bay, Chris DeCarufel, Jan Miller, Theo Gund, and Molly and Mike Ward. I owe a deep debt in countless ways to Rob Sutcliffe. Thanks Lynn Shafran for all your advice, and especially for bringing the late Ted Feury to Nancy and me. Thank you, Ted, so much. Thanks to the award-winning illustrator, author, and artist, my friend Uri Shulevitz, who more than twenty years ago encouraged me to start writing professionally. And a belated thanks to my inspiring eleventh-grade English teacher at Stuyvesant High School in 1957, Edwin Herbst. In a summer cottage by a lake in a room full of tearful and anxious members of Jimmy Hoffa’s family, the FBI found a yellow pad. Hoffa kept the pad next to his phone. On the pad Hoffa had written in pencil “Russ & Frank.” “Russ & Frank” were close friends and staunch allies of Jimmy Hoffa. The giant, iron-muscled Frank was so close and loyal to Jimmy throughout Jimmy’s ordeals with the law and with Bobby Kennedy that Frank was thought of as family. On that day by the lake the family in the room feared deep in their souls that only a very close friend, someone trusted, could have gotten near enough to harm a cautious, vigilant Jimmy Hoffa—a man who was keenly aware of his deadly enemies. And on that day “Russ & Frank,” mob enforcer Frank “The Irishman” Sheeran and his godfather, Russell “McGee” Bufalino, became leading suspects in the most notorious disappearance in American history. Every book and serious study on the Hoffa disappearance has alleged that Frank “The Irishman” Sheeran, a staunch Hoffa supporter within the Teamsters, had turned on his friend and mentor. These studies allege that Sheeran was a conspirator and perpetrator, present when Hoffa was killed, and that the killing was sanctioned and planned by Russell “McGee” Bufalino. Among these studies are meticulously researched books, including The Hoffa Wars, by investigative reporter Dan Moldea; The Teamsters, by Court TV’s founder Steven Brill; and Hoffa, by Professor Arthur Sloane. On September 7, 2001, more than twenty-six years after the mystery began, a family member who had been at the cottage by the lake sharing that terrifying time with his mother and his sister held a press conference. Hoffa’s son, Teamsters President James P. Hoffa, had just had his hopes raised by a new development in his father’s disappearance. The FBI revealed that a DNA test done on a strand of hair proved that Jimmy Hoffa had been inside a car long suspected of being used in the crime. Fox News’s senior correspondent Eric Shawn asked James if his father could have been lured into that car by several of the other well-known suspects. James shook his head in response to each man on the list and at the end said, “No, my father didn’t know these people.” When Shawn asked if Frank Sheeran could have lured his father into the car, James nodded his head and said, � �Yes, my father would have gotten into a car with him.” In closing his press conference, James expressed to the media his wish that the case would be solved by a “deathbed confession.” At the time he made this request, Frank Sheeran was the only man among the original suspects who was still living and sufficiently aged to give a “deathbed confession.” The press conference took place four days before the tragic events of September 11, 2001.