The start-and-stop editing style give the piece a halting, tattered rhythm. As do the actors compositionally fragmented [and often nude] bodies: here the face is often entirely cut from the frame and any trace of narrative thread is torn away entirely. What is left is an often angry, explosive onslaught of politicized anthro-philosophical musings siphoned into a rough-hewn, hyper-saturated digital aesthetic. Massive.
Notre burlesque bonimenteur helvète n'a jamais craint de sombrer dans le grotesque et le ridicule qu'il symbolise à merveille et à profusion. A force de tenter vainement de retrouver les ors et les fulgurances d'un cinéma primitif, il patauge dans le primaire sentencieux en auguste primate infantile ou sénile qui découvre soudain un nouveau joujou, la prise de vue en 3D. www.cinefiches.com
Um casal deixa-se enredar na Linguagem - sistema esgotado, aporético, parasitado pela História. Um cão, naturalmente silencioso, impensado, despede-se do mundo e do seu mistério. O cinema, um meio artístico que compactua com a Ordem (ou a ilusão de uma ordem), é desmantelado. E tudo isto se concretiza num 3D redescoberto, explorado até às suas últimas consequências.
I fail to see the point. I love classic Godard, from Breathless to Contempt. But this film did not connect with me on any level. Each music cue and bit of narrative, deconstructed or cut off before it could be fulfilled into anything for the audience. I feel Godard lost the purpose of film, or maybe it's his life...and we're just living in it? No thanks.
"No one could think freely if his eyes were locked in another's gaze. As soon as gazes lock, there are no longer exactly two of us. Staying alone becomes hard. (...) It's not animals who are blind. Man, blinded by conscience, is incapable of seeing the world. What is outside, wrote Rilke, can be known only via an animal's gaze. (...) The dog is the only living creature that loves you more than it loves itself."