It has a lot of elements that run through his work, and it is certainly well put together, but the flights of fancy are just blips here. When the emotions start to carry the films more than the plots in the later films is when I really love him.
I know Demy’s films can be more complicated than they seem, but I sometimes wonder how a marriage worked between someone who seemed to drown in nostalgia for capital R romance and someone who seemed so critical of the establishment. A curious little film, very funny, and though a collaboration not at all out of place.
Starting to make our way through the new Les Blank box. This was fun, it helps that I like polka music, but I don’t think he found any of his great characters here that bring his best films to another level.