Well, here I go again. I've seen quite a few Jean-Luc Godard movies and disliked quite a few of them. But then, like a dummy, I come back for more! That's because again and again, I hear how brilliant and creative his films are and I want to see this. But, once again, I see pretentiousness disguised in the form of creativity and unconventionality. And, once again, I see rave reviews that give him the absolutely highest possible scores. Yet I wonder, who is the audience? I know I am a reasonably bright and intellectual person (who has seen and reviewed a bazillion films and has six years of graduate school under my belt) and yet I hated the film--so who is the audience other than a small group of Godard acolytes? The point to this film, I assume, is that what we say isn't important. People talk and talk--for no apparent reason. People have names like 'Ruby Gentry' and 'Richard Widmark' and no one acts the least bit like any person in the real world--more like folks who live in a Bizarro World. All this in a city called Atlantic City--a fictitious French town in the near future--much like Godard's Alphaville. There's a lot more to the film than this, but I had a hard time forcing myself to watch it and frankly don't particularly care what occurred.
I think I am done. I have seen ALPHAVILLE, FIRST NAME: CARMEN, PIERRE LE FOU and quite a few other seemingly pointless Godard films. I am done trying to understand or see value in them. It seems that for every good Godard film I enjoy, I see three others that bore me to tears. I guess I'm just a neanderthal.
I think I am done. I have seen ALPHAVILLE, FIRST NAME: CARMEN, PIERRE LE FOU and quite a few other seemingly pointless Godard films. I am done trying to understand or see value in them. It seems that for every good Godard film I enjoy, I see three others that bore me to tears. I guess I'm just a neanderthal.