Megalopolis Review: A Flawed Yet Transcendent Call for Hope in a Broken World

I have always been insanely critical of Francis Ford Coppola and many of the discourse and drama surrounding his new film, Megalopolis. Going to be 100% honest and say that nothing about this with the exception of a few parts seemed promising to me. It looked messy, ugly, pretentious, and insufferable. I also found its fanbase insanely toxic, hating on people who saw it before them to the point of even saying the world would be a better place without them. It also didn’t help that the Coppola binge I did earlier this year really soured my taste for him. He is not exactly a bad director, but one that I feel is insanely held back by his cliched storytelling and narratives. That is where Megalopolis comes in, with everything leading up to it, I was 100% convinced that at best I would walk out saying it was bad but not irredeemable…little did I know what my reaction would really be and more importantly turn into.