So, to put it slightly more eloquently, what a fun bonkers ride that was. I was definitely expecting something different from the usual cinema fare, from every thing that I'd heard about it (even though I tried to read as little as possible), even though the story itself was pretty straightforward or even, to an extent, a bit basic. Which isn't a problem! I guess what is going to put a lot of people off is the unconventional narrative structure, the feeling the film goes through the motions in a sort of unfocused haze, with some plot points pretty much dropped halfway through. I get it, it's all a bit strange and at times feels like it might have been improvised on the fly - which is rather remarkable for a film 30 years in the making.
This portrayal of the crumbling and degenerescence of American culture, set against the backdrop of the fall of Rome, is weird and interesting. It's full of contradictions (its contempt for the people, depicted mostly as an angry, faceless mob, is strange), it's massively on the nose - he could have gotten Trump to play a part directly in it, wouldn't have been very different - but it's also full of soul and emotions. Basic, raw emotions, and it's pretty admirable that at this point in his career Coppola still wears his heart on his sleeve like he does in this. His desire for a culture reset, Cesar's genuine desire to "start a conversation", his earnestness at depicting a utopia not as a concrete realisation, but as a dialogue, is fascinating and frankly heart-warming, and it's also a mess. A glorious, unadultered mess, and the more the film goes on, the more you understand why no studio would have financed this and why Coppola had to sell assets to get it done.
Another of the underlying themes, that basically artists and thinkers should be allowed to create and express themselves, and should be financed to do so, is another very on-the-nose messages by Coppola, but it really should be saluted how a legendary director like him, 52 years after creating a masterpiece like The Godfather, would bare it all and put it all on the line to share his vision, his ideas, in such an earnest and touching way. Make no mistake, it's a peak directly into the director's heart we have here, his soul laid bare for all to see, and as dizzying and sickening as it might be at times, it's also glorious in its approach and its realization.
We can talk about performances (Plaza, ouhlala), cinematography, script, story structure (what?), score, etc. but it doesn't seem that Coppola cared so much about those and I'm not quite sure I care myself. It's a unique piece of art, and if only for that, it should be celebrated and lauded - if not appreciated and rated. It's very rare to have these kind of creations grace the screen (a lot of people will say "thankfully"), but there's so much to love about it, so much to frown at, be perplexed about, just SO MUCH in general, which is how I imagine Coppola anyhow, that it's worth seeing in the best possible conditions.