75 word breakdown;
Michel Poiccard a Don Juan bandit is on the run after having killed a cop in Marseille. He turns to his American girlfriend Patricia with whom he tries to flee to Rome. Unsure whether their love is reciprocal and Patricia’s own career ambitions they reluctantly embark on a journey that finally leads to Patricia denouncing Michel. Michel gets shot by the police and dies after a short melodramatic sprint that ends with Michel calling Patricia a “dégueulasse”.
Slow pace movie, few locations, incoherent plot and a gorgeous actress, a combination usually bound to succeed with my movie buds. I have always put more emphasis on the superficial nature of movies than deep plot outlays. This time though I was profoundly disappointed whether it was the thick Marseillais accent, the crappy ending or the fact that it was black and white (takes away from the visual aspect I usually like in movies).
Jean-Luc Godard’s cult movie is a true demonstration of the French New-Wave era where the director flashes a myriad of ideas without ever supporting them. Mixing subjects such as happiness, love, independence, cultural identity and woman emancipation in a 90 minute movie will leave one exhausted and frustrated in the end.
The film also had some great attributes; great choice of music (mixing Mozart with 60’s radio-pop proved to be a touch of genius) but most of all it featured one of the biggest style and beauty icon of all-time; actress Jean Seberg who truly made the movie worthwhile during the most throbbing moments.
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