Apocalypse Now: Final Cut

No director has ever launched on so many fool’s errands as Francis Ford Coppola. Enraging the mafia to make The Godfather? Founding indie mega shingle Zoetrope Studios? Disappearing into the Philippines for months to make an abandoned George Lucas project? Okay, so they all mostly paid off, and that last one scored him three Oscar nominations for a little flick called Apocalypse Now. But he’s also had a long history of spectacular failures: Zoetrope going bust, The Cotton Club and Tucker: The Man and His Dream flopping, the beautiful stupidity of Bram Stoker’s Dracula … you catch the drift. So, while we all wait to see whether his latest and maybe last movie, Megalopolis, is masterpiece or disaster, catch his preferred version of his wild anti-war fever dream. – Richard Whittaker