A complex films that it is, Weekend was a sore experience first time round. Unable to understand the nuances beneath the premise, having no idea why it was to be a film adrift in the Cosmos or film found on a garbage heap or even End of Cinema per Godard, I started reading about the film it’s background, hidden agendas, that phase in Godard’s life and several reviews, and then a lot of things started sticking together and make sense, the second viewing was indeed a revelation of sorts.

It is a deliberately designed random fest of indifferent characters thrown into one of Godard’s most violent, caustic story of a civilization close to apocalypse where rape, murder, slaughter, guns, accidents, cannibals, radicals, imaginary and surreal characters are thrown in that become devices and will help a viewer comprehend the ubiquitous evil and suffering lurking around. It is not a parable, there is no moral, neither is it didactic in a literal sense, it is like no other film about a political future where Freedom will kill freedom as Godard saw it from the 60’s in a way that only Godard could have dreamed of and created.