Misunderstood, chaotic, just as the extraordinary life of the man it portrays. See this version, or the 2007 Revisited final cut. Forget about story structure hollywood conventions, forget about formulaic screenplay guidelines. Oliver Stone has crafted a journey through the oftentimes obscure and enigmatic life of this extraordinary man. The conquest of the spirit, the empires of the mind, the rise, the fall, the broken dreams, the love between men that can raise a city state, that is pure and excellent, the fear, betrayals, the greeks and macedonians, driven by wonder or by greed, towards the exploration of their known world, and the unknown ones.
Ignore the accents, the age discrepancies. Let narrative pull you in, Vangelis' score, Hopkins' narration, every single scene with Plummer's Aristotle, the accurate insights of Stone himself and Robin Lane Fox. Forget the criticism. Every scene between Philip (Val Kilmer) and young Alexander will fill you up with empathy, tenderness and foreboding dread simultanously. The inevitability of fate, the caves at Pella, the taming of Bucefalus, the ashes of the titans and the "mortal" men, the Hindu Kush, Ptolemy's warnings at the foot of the Caucasus, the undying love of Bagoas. This is historic cinema at its most thoroughly researched, yet at its most exquisite and poetic.
Be swept away.