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Monday, September 19, 2022

Monday, September 19, 2022 12:30 am by M. in ,    No comments

Many obituaries and eulogies have been written these days about the French film director (and genuinely one of the most important intellectuals in both the 20th and the 21st centuries), Jean-Luc Godard (1930-2022). Very few of them mentioned his 1968 film Weekend. Maybe for good reason as it is not one of his most memorable ones. Nevertheless, the film featured an episodic Emily Brontë (more an archetype than a real character) played by Blandine Jeanson. 

After delivering some enigmatic lines, 
Poor pebble. Ignored by architecture, sculpture, mosaic and jewelry. It dates from the beginning of the planet, perhaps from another star. Warped by space, like the stigmata of its terrible fall. It predates man. And man has not embodied it in his art or industry. He did not manufacture it and thus decide its place. The pebble perpetuates nothing more than its own memory. (...)
Cover the flowers in flame, stroke their hair, teach them to read!

 she is quite literally burnt alive. You know JLG, was not always the most subtle of directors.

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