The first Lettrist film manifesto, in which the sound and the picture are purposefully unrelated, and the images are destroyed by bleach and scratched.
With Venom and Eternity, avant-garde poet Isidore Isou had the goal to “hurt your eyes, truly!” Exclaiming his cinema prophecy in an incendiary voice-over, provoking the viewer with its entrancing, distorted images of everyday life, it is a bona fide surrealist visual revolution.
Isidore Isou was a brilliant visionary whose work was a harbinger of the Situationist movement, 17 years before the Paris Riots (which, actually first started at the Paris Cinemateque in March '68!). A classic of avant-garde cinema. See it if you can!
Incredibly ahead of its time! This is a visionary's work... Watching this "film", I was constantly reminding myself it was 1951, not the late 1960s - it feels so New Wave... Basically, it's a personal statement, cinema about cinema, and a pure example of avant-garde at its best. Over time, the narration becomes a bit oppressive and fiercely relentless - it is an integral part of the film though. Top cinema!
A jarring and unapologetically disjunctive manifesto of anti-art, which coming from Isou, is something to be cherished. The best segments are those with documentary footage: the most politcal that is. Unfortunately this lacks the cinematic genius, density and economy of a Buñuel or the poetry of a Cocteau. Thus, the cacophony of the editing and the manic narrative alienate excessively. But then, this was Isou's goal.
Pretty insufferable to watch and hear (at least for the 2 full hours it runs), but it's hard not to somewhat admire the audacity and aspiring iconoclasm of the project (especially considering when it was made: 1950-1951!).
Ce principe créatif, associé à des images cinématographiques reste l'armature principale de la création visuelle projetée pouvant laisser le spectateur époustouflé par tant de novation potentiellement illimitée ou bien irrité par un procédé considéré comme bêtifiant, creux et sans intérêt...
difficult film to watch if you've housemates around who can only interpret content from Netflix, remarks will include "why is the camera upside down?" "this isn't a movie".. but really this is a powerful film w/ a valuable message delivered w/ force. it's egoistic, rimbaud-esque. the second part features the "barbarity of the voice", voices become noise yet the narrators' returns with "I I I" & ego impedes breakthru
Rambling (apparently), animated, convoluted, pretentious, full of himself, but absolutely genius and on point. The manifesto of an avant-garde, at the same time its theory and its practice, and the result of a broader and radical critique of the art that is cinema. A fundamental piece: cinema about cinema. Approach it with care; an headache is assured.