Today I walked into my tiny walk in closet where I saw this film earlier in the day and found it amusing that in that little space, I entered inside such a colorful and vibrant lifestyle of bonnie and clyde that the guy in Ikiru surely would’ve found fulfilling. This reminds me of soap because it’s just so clean and so fresh and so ugh!! I’ve only watched 2 Godard films so far, yet I already feel compelled to call him a friend of the camera. At this point I’m imagining I’m a famous film critic and under the section “Influence” of his wiki, they’d reference how I gave him the title of “friend of the camera.” I don’t love this as much as I think others do though, since I’m able to imagine another version existing that is somehow 10x better than this, and that feeling usually doesn’t come for ultimate films.

Let’s see some scenes I predict will randomly penetrate in my head in the days of my future: the cake/fireworks scene (Godard my love, how beautiful your mind works), the pretty street lights flashing on the car’s windshields, Anna Karina, that hilarious guy near the end who can’t get a tune out of his head, that long shot of the field after they burn the car (I’ve always been fascinated by plains/farms, like their flatness represent open arms for the human to walk upon freely), Anna Karina (anytime and every time she sings), how Ferdinand fights with a gas pumper (it’s so french!), paintings having conversations and in conclusion Anna Karina.