"Your voice, your eyes, your hands, your lips. Our silences, our words. Light that goes, light that returns. A single smile between us. In quest of knowledge, I watched the night create day while we seemed unchanged. O beloved of all, beloved of one alone, your mouth silently promised to be happy." Can you marry lines of a script? If you could, I would marry the lines in Alphaville. So much yes.
Not my favorite Godard. Lemmy's craggy face holds your interest for a bit of time but his deadpan parody performance of classic film noir/hardboiled detectives gets old quickly. Anna Karina seems distracted and detached. ‘’Reality is too complex. What it needs is fiction to make it real,” says the computer. Not real enough.
Godard is hit or miss with me. "Alphaville" lands somewhere in between. Some impressive camera work, clever nods to film noir and effective use of 1960s Paris architecture. Yet overall it leaves me blank when it ends. The film seemed pointless, a common critique I've heard of Godard, which requires watching again till one finally gets it. So I will do that plus read some critics to get a clue.
Gorgeous cinematography. A surfeit of spiral staircases. Towards the last third, the movie began to drag a little, though this could be because the material has since been rehashed in lesser films, and is no longer so fresh. The ending is reminiscent of the end of "Blade Runner."
Excellente distopie mêlant IA, culte de la logique, fascisme et symboles de la modernité d'époque (Brutalisme en architecture, voitures etc...). Les hommes sont exécutés car ils ont pleuré, les femmes ne sont que bonnes à être des objets de désire. La Novlangue est présente partout et personne ne se comprend. Excellent