Still reading David Thomson's phenomenal new book, The Big Screen, slowly and contemplatively, and it’s making me want to go back and watch a whole bunch of movies, both seen and unseen. Today I was reading his section on Godard, one of my all-time favorite directors, and now I want to watch all of his 60s films again.
More than a decade ago, the late, lamented, UC Theater in Berkeley, was running Godard double-features every Monday night for a couple months. It’s hard to imagine a more appropriate, romantic introduction to JLG than one film after another, separated by furtive cigarettes on University Avenue and maybe a quick coffee from Au Coquelet, then back into my seat for more girls, guns and jumpcuts. I was religiously there every week and I saw most of his head-spinning oeuvre (15 features!) from ‘60 to ‘67.
So, googling today, I learned that the next film the 81-year-old will make will be in 3D (mais bien sûr!) and that he described it like this:
“It’s about a man and his wife who no longer speak the same language. The dog they take on walks then intervenes and speaks. How I’ll do it, I don’t yet know. The rest is simple.”
(from The Verge)
What’s not to love about that?