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Rating: A sort of charade for insiders.
PRETENTIOUS AND PRESUMPTUOUS LIKE ALMOST ALL FRENCH FILMS, ESPECIALLY THOSE BY INTELLECTUAL CRITICS WHO, BORED WITH WRITING, TOOK UP FILMMAKING.
AS IF TO SAY: IF WE HAVE TO GO AND WATCH AND REVIEW OTHER PEOPLE'S GARBAGE, LET'S PRODUCE IT OURSELVES!
The film is cold and unnecessarily intellectual.
Moreover, it has no development, even though it pretends to have one.
From start to finish, allusions reign and the actors move on the scene like puppets.
Has our hero read anything by Strindberg?
The slowness is exasperating, the mannerism unbearable, the seriousness ostentatious, the words go to the wind, and the senseless preciosity.
Experimental film, like almost all of Resnais's works - a half-tragedy for cinema, which is movement, at least of ideas - and certainly among the worst for emblematic expressive choices.
A perverse game, made of useless erudition, distant from any cultural process.
A sort of charade for insiders.
An encrypted code for bored intellectual snobs and cinephile snobboni.
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By Valeriorivoli
This movie is a non-film, perhaps more akin to a hallucinatory videoclip avant la lettre.
Masterpiece of filmic oneirism, an editing so meticulous and at the same time idiosyncratic as to seem the prototype of the anti-film.
By Giordano
If you let yourself be drawn into the film, you no longer know what to think, you no longer know what to do, you no longer know what happened before.
The film is irresistible and you fall in love at first sight, as happened to me.
