File under “What were they thinking?”: Francis Ford Coppola’s grand folly remains an irredeemable disaster, but it’s an irredeemable disaster that, if you have to see it, you must see it in a real cinema. A tortured tale of genius that hits you over the head with its allegory of New York as ancient Rome, every performance choice is just as baffling as the idea that Coppola would spend his entire fortune getting it made. Make sure to catch a special pre-recorded intro with the Apocalypse Now director in which he may explain himself. – Richard Whittaker
