This year, Cannes Film Festival belongs to the Coppolas.
For nearly 48 hours, my feed has been flooded with breathless, bewildered reviews of Francis Ford Coppola’s bonkers cinematic adventure Megalopolis. More impressive than all the colorful descriptors critics have used to describe this film—including “mad modern masterwork,” “absolute madness,” “truly epic,” and “disastrous folly”—is the Avengers-like collection of Coppolas who have flooded Cannes, alongside other film-industry nepo babies. As always, the Hollywood dynasties are thriving!
Consider Megalopolis itself—a labor of love from not one, not two, but three Coppolas. Francis Ford’s son, Roman Coppola, worked as second unit director on the film, while his granddaughter, famed one-time TikToker and private helicopter maven Romy Croquet Mars, made her three-line acting debut. Romy’s sister (and Sofia Coppola’s younger daughter) Cosima also joined the family on the red carpet, while Roman participated in the film’s much-anticipated press event. Speaking at the presser, Francis Ford insisted that using his own funds to make Megalopolis would not leave his precious progeny destitute.
