One of the real essentials in Godard's career, and one of his most overlooked (having important connections with other of his essentials, from "2 or 3 Things" to "For Ever Mozart" to "Notre Musique"). But even if it weren't, how can you resist a film that contains Godard along with Norman Mailer, Molly Ringwald, Julie Delpy, Leos Carax, Burgess Meredith, Peter Sellars, and even Woody Allen?
This was when Godard actually began to make profound, thought-provoking films that questioned the role of the cinema (& art in general) in a time when there are so many more important things & what it really means to make a film. King Lear is a masterpiece & Godard is fully aware of this because he keeps referring back to it. This is a profound work about the instability of language & the rebirth of art’s first image
The film could have been more sharp and straight forward. But, Godard doesn't want it. Godard's films should be appreciate more like « abstract art collage » than like actual « narrative film » (even if it's often dull and incomprehensible), that's why we can't get Godard's work. Godard is the Picasso of cinema; it's the only one who understand the value of cinema as an art form and sociological tool. Few gets it.
Some of it is admittedly inscrutable, though I will surely gain more from a second viewing. Overall, though, I found it an enjoyable, comically surreal rumination on the idea of reconstructing art. Godard's tricks with the soundtrack and images are always inventive and playful, even if you're not quite sure what he's up to.