I've spent all morning watching old french trailers. There is a reason I am in love with Godard and it is because he makes me smile while my head spins trying to keep up. Truffaut (or what I've seen of him since I missed seeing Jules et Jim twice) has the same quality of ridiculous but not quite the same spark. And then you get the comparison between the french trailers and the english equivalents. Like The Bride Wore Black here shows none of the ridiculousness or the downright comedic side of the film and my god watching that reminded me so very much of how Kill Bill it was. Seriously if you're going to rip a film off just admit it. It's not like he hides it any other time. Crazy.
Anyway the Godard ones are perfect. It's pretentious and French and ridiculous and I could watch them forever. Like short films really and I can't afford to buy more foreign films because they're never as cheap as I'd like. Not even in Fopp's French film sale. But I'll see them all eventually. When I'm rich I'll sit in my home cinema and watch old films all day. Parfait.
Pierrot le fou
Vivre sa vie
Alphaville
Breathless
La Chinoise
Detective
Bande à part
and my favourite of the bunch
Masculin, Féminin
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