Film: Goodbye to Language
This feels like the first new Godard film anyone has talked about in awhile. Some critics lauded it as the best film of the year. The Aero was packed. And the film was insufferable. The parts the audience enjoyed the best were shots of his dog rolling around in snow, an image which could be found by anyone shooting a home video. I'm shocked anyone can call this a great film or an important film. It seems so disconnected from life as lived by human beings, or any type of joy in the cinematic experience, I don't know what to say. I kinda wonder what Bazin would think.