A young Parisian housewife has an airline pilot husband and an actor lover and juggles her time and emotions between the two.
Previously unavailable on any home format, this is one of Jean-Luc Godard’s most accessible flicks. Subtitled “A Fragment Of A Film Shot In 1964 In Black And White”, Godard creates a character study of Parisian housewife Charlotte (Macha Méril) caught between her airline-pilot husband (Philippe Leroy) and her actor lover (Bernard Noël). That’s pretty much it plotwise, with Godard spinning off to meditate on the good things in life: sex, movies, music, literature, Volkswagens. This is Godard at his most playful — his sex scenes using close-ups of anatomy have been heavily ripped off since — and, aided by Raoul Coutard’s stunning cinematography, there are few greater things in world cinema than a cheeky Jean-Luc Godard.
Despite very little going on plot-wise, this is a very engaging Godard portrait of life, sex, love, music, literature, movies and much more.