Godard’s mega popular film Breathless was released in 1960, roughly around the same time as 1959 French new wave films Hiroshima, Mon Amour and The Four-Hundred Blows. Apparently, Breathless was based on a newspaper article that François Truffaut had read. Over the years, I’ve seen each film a few times over now and I have to say, French new wave cinema is boring. As much as I adore mischief, love, and longing, I need a real portrayal.
Last week, I was told by someone that I liked sincere things. Guess what, he’s right. There’s nothing sincere about the French new wave’s over-the-top responses and gallants.
Here, I admit, I fell asleep for the middle half hour of the 90-minute film Breathless yesterday, IN THEATRES. I let a small hiccup snore out, thankfully from the back row of the cinema.
I will forever love the stills and pictures from Breathless, Jane Seberg is a mega babe!! Bellmondo ain’t too bad either.