This 1965 movie by Jean-Luc Godard is considered by some as among his masterpieces. I think, though, most people (with the exception of Godard cultists) will be disappointed by it. The plot has a couple (Jean-Paul Belmondo and Anna Karina) fleeing Paris in a car for the French Riviera, but as in almost all Godard films the plot matters very little. What matters is the nonsensical situations the couple has to go through, the musical interludes, his comments on the political situation of the time (Vietnam war included), his take on American genre films. Still, I can't say the movie isn't thought provoking: when I saw it, what crossed my mind is that while the couple are two young adults, in their twenties, they really behave as if they were 8 year old. Spoiled by their parents, who wanted to protect them from the horrors they witness in World War II, the children of the 60s were really children.
Review of Pierrot the Fool
