i, uh, am filled with Contempt, for people who haven't seen his movies.
i remember schlepping alone to the big city when goodbye to language came out -- my one and only chance probably to ever see it in 3d.
that movie was way over my head and/or mostly dog shit. but boy, did i feel like a real artistic pilgrim, on a personal cinematic hajj; and when he (godard), like, untethers the two lenses (which, i think must be focused in tandem in order to create the appearance of a 3d image), such that one lens remained directed at an established tableau (which was of a man and woman fighting?), while the other lens goes rogue, and follows the woman leaving the scene (probably as she was having a fight with the man, and disengaging from him), such that you have two independent images, one in each eye, and to try to hold both images in your head would only give you a terrible headache as they fight: completely genius.
Forever wish I could have caught it in 3D. Maybe they'll be a rescreening re: his death.
it's been years, but i recall it being a pretty good goof on adolescent leftist discourse/dispositions (though, this could be my own projections).
and the confrontation on the train is very good.
this year fucking sucks for the post war left directors ig :deeper-sadness:
