I may have a new favorite Varda. Again she collects strong subjective pieces and mixes them against each other to end up with something deeply complex.
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.
Really great. Everything comes together – the personal, the political, the aesthetic.
A fun film, but dated. She excels when her politics are subtext instead of subject. I think it is because she is then able to give a more nuanced position and this nuance clashing against her expressionistic tendencies is where the magic happens.
Again the balance of representation is strong in her work. There is a melancholy that hangs over everyone, not just the “victim.” Everyone gets their humor too. The politics are more seamlessly integrated than in One Sings.
This just needed to be cut by 15-20 minutes. I loved its earnestness, but sometimes it gets clumsy. I loved the ebb and flow, but sometimes the “and then” format grew tedious. But it is a truly human film – it feels sloppy, but many times this is a virtue.