Indeed, I saw the first version -- without credits, without titles. It was in the huge Ziegfeld theatre in midtown Manhattan, and every filmgoer received a program.
I was completely overwhelmed by this movie, and have been every time I've seen it, in whatever version. I think that sometimes Mr. Cranky strains to be negative, and this is a prize example of that tendency.
True, the film begins to fall apart when we meet Marlon Brando's Colonel Kurtz, but it held me even so.
For any doubter, there is one scene that truly captures the greatness of the film, and Coppola's grasp of Vietnam -- the midnight firefight at the bridge.
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