A lovely short by Varda, who displays her gift at going out into the world, picking a subject, and spinning it into something gorgeously thoughtful. In this case, it is statuary around Paris and how notions of men and women are publicly displayed in traditional art. Thus the film's subtle potency: it both calls awareness to the pure beauty around you but encourages you to think carefully about it. All in 12 minutes.
An absolutely stunning and poetic film (so just what one would expect from the genius that was Agnès Varda), this is more of a visual poem than just a film. I loved the way Agnès' beautful voice read the verses from poems by Baudelaire, and I thought the cinematography and the music was really beautiful.
Un bello corto acerca del arte partiendo de la arquitectura pasa a la poesía. Varda demostraba que sus frentes de acción eran muchos y su capacidad de elaborar amplia. La visión de las cariátides y los atlantes ha sido una muestra del París museo callejero, al cual quizás no le prestamos atención cuando caminamos por las calles. Es un trabajo que vale la pena ver y la música elegida es igualmente bella.
How blessed we are to be left the personal cinematic essays of Varda with her sui generis visual style and narration. She is a master of making documentaries that say something in a nuanced, insightful and impactful way. Here she gives her feminist critique of depictions of women in public space while saying much more. 'A caryatid is not meant to display support or effort. She is a concept of woman in architecture.'
Fairly slight but entertaining look at Parisien caryatids. Hearing Varda's voice is always a joy, especially when she gets to critique patriarchal systems and the male gaze. She's like the best French tourist guide one could ask for, quoting poetry and getting distracted by Beaudelaire's tragic final years. Made me crave a full length Varda-led tour through the streets of Paris, talking about history and her cinema.
The sentimental geographies of Paris are infinite. This one gently reveals the beauty and strangeness of what has become so obvious in the urban landscape that remains unseen. We add layers to our maps through the female gaze of the flâneuse, in conversations with the overlord of flanerie, Baudelaire, about the architecture eternal punishment to treacherous women.
Through the harmony of Baudelaire's poetry, Offenbach's music, and Varda's narration, this sensually intelligent ode breathes life into the neo-classical sculptures that carry the burden of architecture in Paris. There is a playful beauty in the way this documentary unearths the mystery of these ornate figures that are often taken for granted by everyday people passing them by.