Duras wasted my Duracells. Another film and I'm off to Gouchy asylum the fictional woman escaped. That must be the ploy: to find replacements for the fugitive, make unwary spectators assume her destiny & vagabondage, resume her blue truck odyssey afresh in the dir/actor's tireless reading. Swap lives with a nondescript stranger. Duras is then a Circe who ensorcels observers in her piecemeal assembled vicious circle.