The best of Godard’s early films (and of the French New Wave, barring maybe Trans-Europ-Express— Robbe-Grillet), and certainly not one of his (usually fascinating) ambitious failures, Band of Outsiders is the movie Tarantino and every other director with pretensions to the ‘cool’ and ‘hip’ have been trying to make since. Of course, the reason it works in the first place is because this movie is almost unbelievably lacking in pretensions to such status, or at least the final product suggests so. The dance scene, the run through the Louvre, the minute of silence, etc. are all masterpieces in cinema.