So it was true. AAAhhh. Can't wait.
I always love it when a director that I admire and respect goes out with a bang. Mizoguchi, Kubrick, Tarkovsky and Ozu all come to mind. And Bresson most certainly joins that group with his last film, L'argent. It feels like the director is in such control over his subject matter, the story is told with absolute confidence in the ability of the audience having the patience to stick with it and ponder the meaning.
Much has been said about the Hands as one of the main elements in Bresson's œuvre, Hands are the ones that deal with money, with letters, fruits, cars and deadly weapons, they are elements on the verge of not belonging to individuals, almost autonomous, yetthey intermediate human actions. If "Au Hasard Balthazard" was the film to understand the "models", this may be the one to understand the "Hands".
Bresson's final effort feels like the prototype for just about every Michael Haneke movie I've seen. Except whereas Haneke is usually interested in manipulating his audience, there's something about Bresson the artist that makes even his most nihilistic works - and "L'Argent" is as bleak as they come - seem to swell with empathy; an empathy for human suffering. "L'Argent" is a scathing indictment of the modern world and of a society that places value on capital above all else. Unlike most Bresson films, the film lacks a central charismatic performance, but in its place is a twisting narrative structure. The ending in particular exudes a transgressive aura that is difficult to shake. "If I were God, I would forgive everyone."
What nonsense. This film never had a chance because Tolstoy--and therefore Bresson--make a number of assumptions about human nature that are pure bullshit. Furthermore, while Bresson's camera remains pithy, somewhere between Mouchette and this film (I have not seen those in between) his direction of actors/models seems to have collapsed into self-parody. 2/5
For the final film of his long but hardly prolific career, Bresson turned to Tolstoy for inspiration to make a brilliant adaptation of The Forged Coupon. In telling the story of a young man whose life is turned upside down and eventually ruined when he unwittingly passes on forged bank notes, Bresson retained his familiar sparse style. Some director's end their careers with a whimper. Bresson ended his with a bang...
It is clear that Bresson shaped his adaptation to reveal his bleaker, more unapologetic views on the modern world, it also happens to contain some genuinely thrilling scenes - quite unusual from someone who admired and prevailed essence or "minimalism" - that seem to underline a scathing commentary. This is a devastating final feature.
Stunning. Bressons opus magnum is masterful in every possible way - this is one of the best films in the history of cinema. Michael Haneke is obviously a huge fan. A+
What the hell is with the subtitles?? Almost every copy I've gotten has the same nonsensical translation. I managed to download one .srt file with the correct translation, but then the timing is messed up cause I'm not using it with it's matching video file. Anyone know of a link to a proper version, torrent or otherwise? I'm afraid of buying or renting it, since the nonsensical translation had to come from somewhere
"Oh, money, visible God, what wouldn't we do for you?". Seems the old man had lost his faith.
The empty hand is probably the best use of sound and image ever used in cinema, and is proof of it's merit as art. I don't know if anything has ever suprassed it.