Worst of all, I know that deep down i'm desparate to appear witty and cultured and knowi f i did go see it I'd make myself feel guilty If i didn't enjoy it and come out the theatre somehow thinking i'd witnessed a true masterpiece. I'd have to keep quiet and hide my joy at it being over as I muscle my way out the vacating crowds only to be occasionally stopped by someone needing to tell me how great it is to go see something that isn't just another Marvel superhero crap. "Yes, yes, they are mindless aren't they..." i mutter, not even sure what I believe anymore. My mind trying to recover for near suicidal leaves of pretentious crap.
Maybe Coppola made an obvious movie to say a thing is obvious?
Or maybe not, and neither one of you was being clever.
This is without commenting on how well it translated to screen (I saw it on IMAX for a NYFF partner screening with Q&A)