Few making-of documentaries feel like survival stories, but this one does. Shot partly by Eleanor Coppola during the chaotic production of Apocalypse Now, it’s a portrait of a film—and a director—teetering on the brink. Typhoons wipe out sets, the lead actor suffers a heart attack, Brando turns up unprepared, and Francis Ford Coppola wrestles not just with a ballooning budget but with his own sanity.
What makes it one of the finest documentaries about filmmaking is how unvarnished it is. There’s no attempt to smooth over egos or rewrite history; instead, we watch a production devour time, money, and occasionally its participants. The candour is startling, the access extraordinary, and the tension almost unbearable.
It’s also a reminder that great cinema often emerges from chaos, though rarely this much of it. By the end, Hearts of Darkness has become more than a companion piece—it’s a war story in its own right, perhaps even greater than its subject, fought on a different kind of battlefield.