Even so, the immortal one-liners sure will. It’s important to note that the same affect won’t stand up in your living room. My jaw dropped so often that my back teeth started to hurt, while the remastered sound will throw you into the booming bombs like a draftee thrown into his first battle. The crisp restoration more than makes up for what’s been lost. This one gives new meaning to “third times a charm.” Yes, its 14 minute cut-off takes away some of the depth of Redux, but don’t worry. There’s no question about the success of Coppola’s third cut, though. Are they doing what’s right? It’s a question the crew can’t even seem to answer. Through uncomfortably close close-ups and groundbreaking performances across the board, the camera turns faces into landscapes – holding shots long enough to turn blank faces into a battlefield of contrasting emotions. And, not coincidentally, ventures deeper into the human condition. Coppola’s film goes deeper into the jungle. Yet, you haven’t seen anything quite like this. This message is nothing new for Vietnam movies. Everyone’s both a product and a victim of the horror. It’s a reminder that there are no good guys in war. What he finds, however, is a power hungry man no better than his own commanding officers. His psychological descent into madness mirrors the surrealist imagery. The more he grows an Instagram stalker-like fascination with Brando’s Kurtz, the more he obsesses over what Kurtz stands for: a man who has gone from a pawn in the game of war to a king. There’s also Dennis Hopper’s hippie photojournalist who suspiciously looks like Charles Manson, Laurence Fishburne’s out-to-lunch soldier and, of course, Martin Sheen’s Willard. His approach to battle – and comedy – reminded me of Bill Murray in Caddyshack (au revoir, varmits!) “If I say it’s safe to surf this beach…it’s safe to surf this beach!” he yells.
For one, there’s Robert Duvall’s crazed Colonel sending his soldiers out to surf during an airstrike. But why wouldn’t you see it in theaters? Now these larger than life characters can really be larger than life. CGI will never be able to recreate that row of helicopters, lined up in formation, confidently riding in to Wagner’s “Ride of the Valkyries.” Duh da na-na/Duh da na-na/Duh da na-na/Duh da Na Na! my crowd hummed on the way out.įor those who don’t go to see it on the big screen, Apocalypse Now: Final Cut will be coming to Blu-ray on August 27th. That’s because this was shot on location and not a warehouse. It’s a feeling you don’t get in movies anymore. You get the sense that wherever the camera goes there’s more to be seen to the right, left, above and behind. The looming hills seem to laugh at the men below and their insignificance.
Colors explode off the screen like hand grenades. It isn’t a spoiler to say that they don’t, just as it isn’t a spoiler to say that the bush has never felt more alive. This prompts Willard and a few men to hop on a boat and travel down river to find Kurtz and his tribe of native followers, kill him, and hopefully make it back with their balls and brains still intact.
Google maps “the asshole of the world” and you can’t miss him. Chewing up the scenery as like he’d just come off a week of fasting, Marlon Brando plays Colonel Walter Kurtz with a bald head and the voice of the devil. Walter from The Big Lebowski may have had buddies who “lay face down in the muck,” but they didn’t have to do anything like this.Ī young Harrison Ford has instructed Willard to find a former soldier who’s lost his mind in Cambodia. Where he takes us is a whirlwind of surfing soldiers, painted savages, Playboy bunnies and napalm. For the next 183 minutes, Coppola makes it his goal to turn this hellish journey into an acid trip. “When I was here I wanted to be there (home), when I was there I wanted to be back in Nam,” he tells the men who’ve just offered him a classified mission. Staring at the fan spinning above him, we hear the sound of helicopter wings playing over The Rolling Stones’ “This is the End.” Only, it’s the beginning. Martin Sheen’s Captain Willard is laying in bed his chest hair as dense as the Vietnam jungle. Just when you thought this nightmare couldn’t seem any more real, Apocalypse Now: Final Cut comes along to blow your mind in a whole new way.īy this point, most of you will know how it opens. Playing in AMC theaters everywhere, the latest cut of the Vietnam War story can now be cherished in IMAX with the latest in Dolby Atmos sound. And in the case of Francis Ford Coppola’s 1979 masterpiece, now you can do just that. I’m thinking of 2001: A Space Odyssey, Lawrence of Arabia, Andrei Rublev and yes, Apocalypse Now. Some movies demand to be seen on the big screen.
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