Megalopolis

Writing about Megalopolis is like being in a relationship with an actual human. It’s the most wonderous, most beautiful sight you’ve ever laid eyes upon, sunlight and beauty emanating from its each pore, but there are also moments you want to have nothing to do with it, sleep on the sofa, wishing you’d never met. Adam Driver yelling a “to be or not to be” speech unprovoked is beautiful to witness, because of the sheer power this man exudes, but it does hit you like a ton of bricks. Aubrey Plaza as a go-getter media vixen stereotype is every crazy woman written by a man you’ve ever seen before. She has ambition and uses sex as a device to get where she wants. However the actor, who is named Wow Platinum here is magnetic, and despite the 1.5 note character given to her, it is impossible to look away each time Wow is on the screen, pulling a face at someone. The film itself exists in the past and the future, a warning and a directive. Coppola is addressing nearly every thought that’s perhaps crossed his mind – he has questions about science, purity, capitalism, modern day royalty, ambition vs greed, importance of an unbiased media, and do our existing systems and structure need an overhaul because our institutions are just so burdened?