THB #598 - Megalopolis and Saturday Night

These are not going to be reviews… not film criticism… just some thoughts that have been bouncing around in my head about these 2 movies that landed on real-world movie screens this weekend.

My experiences of both were very, very different… even before seeing the films. I love Coppola dearly, perhaps as lovingly and protectively as Bilge Ebiri is with Michael Mann. (I also love Mann and have since the TV days… but not willing to go as far or as recent as Bilge has gone.) And my personal history goes through Saturday Night Live, now 39 and 40 years ago. Adding to that, I worked for Jim Henson, on and off, for a couple of years back in New York.

I have very warm place in my heart for some serious film critics trying so hard to embrace Megalopolis. In truth, I think that they are saying, in this case, “Back off, inexperienced, glib people who call themselves critics but are really just shooting ftom their under-film-educated hip… you are in the presence of a master who invested his fortun…