Brittany Runs a Marathon
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Film within a film about a filmmaker... Fellini once again paints himself in a less than flattering light. Surreal, sometimes grotesque (in a carnivalesque sort of way) the plot, such as it is, is hard to follow, but full of striking imagery and performances, and some familiar motifs. More sensual than cerebral.
An early Godard with the magnetic Anna Karina, Godard's writing and direction are, as usual, superb- I think I need to rewatch this soon, especially the 11th section, basically a philosophical discourse on the adequacy (or otherwise) of language. Godarad fans won't be disappointed.
This was a film that actually gets better the more think about it. The ennui, the self-absorption and selfishness, and grey depression (all characters except the main two sound similar and are voiced by one other actor) all ring eerily true. I'd been fighting a particularly nasty bout of depression before seeing this film and it didn't help! But it does ring true, and Charlie Kaufman is not known for easy endings to his films. So probably best viewed with a friend or not when depressed.
Great film. I am reliably informed Martin Landau does Bela Lugosi better than Lugosi did. Certainly triggered some nostalgia, not just for the (mythical) golden age of America but also when Tim Burton could make great films with care and without extravagance. Burton's more recent Frankenweenie, though, is a lovely look at the same era.
Great film- the less explanation the better.