I like all of Agnes Varda's films, and this, I think is her finest. Sandrine Bonnaire is brilliant, and together they create an eloquent, sensitive portrayal of a true story that would probably have been quickly forgotten if Varda had not made this unforgettable film.
Varda's narration not only appeals through the heartbreaking story (which she tells us without sentimental diversions but embedded in a documentary-like progression) but also through the masterly cinematography: Each shot, each frame is a little gem, in different ways connected with other shots.
Is having nothing the only way of having it all? As Mona, Varda travels through - alleys, abandoned places, abandoned people, all passengers, everything passing by. It's so beautiful how each time somebody tells their version of Mona's freedom, because each one had to leave something behind to be stable. Choosing to build her film on this opposite game, Varda doesn't make a movie, she builds a mirror.
Great for a double session with 2014 Wild. Agnès Vardas' film seeks the vestiges of a woman, telling her impossible story through the collected fragments of those who have crossed her path in the weeks, or months leading to her death. A good contrast with the self-defining narratives, like Wild, where the narrator is able to clearly speak from the present looking back, retroactively identifying purpose and meaning.
THE varda masterpiece. this film is a perfect culmination of her obsession notions of links and connectivity as everything is just a cycle. also the trees in this film form a perfect imagery as their death shows the death of hope in this film in contrast to the 'varda' style. the main performance is absolutely sensational as mona becomes mirror for characters to see the emptiness and futility of their own lives.