The best movie I've ever seen about the gulf between theory and practice, and one of the crowning achievements of JLG-as-pop-artist. Despite the daunting amount of Maoist rhetoric, it still feels current in a way the Dziga Vertov Group stuff doesn't, because it's less about said rhetoric and more about the naivety of the pretty young things who spout it.
Also, Anne Wiazemsky, 4ever-n-ever.
What starts as a potentially interminable series of montages featuring privileged students discussing Marxist theory in a Parisian apartment becomes a fascinating and prescient study of how unfocused, naive political opinion can become dangerous, direct, violent action. Constantly breaking the fourth wall and intercut throughout by pop-art visuals, abstract title cards and blasts of pop, jazz and propaganda songs.
Coolest bunch of French Maoists you'll ever see. Some interesting ideas and philosophies yet still accessable for someone who's never read the little red book. As always with Godard the film is shot beautifully - 5 stars