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“New York Herald Tribune!”
Richard Linklater's Nouvelle Vague is a love letter to a niche era of cinema, featuring some of the medium's greatest haters. After writing for Cahiers du cinéma, young Jean-Luc Godard and his friends bounce off a disappointing screening and decide making films is the best form of film criticism. Godard convinces the producer of said movie, Georges de Beauregard, to fund a low-budget feature, creating a treatment with François Truffaut about a gangster couple that becomes Breathless (À bout de souffle). Attempting to find a new and spontaneous way of filming, with advice from Jean-Pierre Melville and Roberto Rossellini (all the stars are here folks), the crew that would become the French New Wave struggle to find a new cinematic language that reflects a changing world.
“Now that Linklater has ascended to the establishment, he’s encouraging cinema’s future by turning to its inspirational past with Nouvelle Vague”
“A testament to being young, idealistic and a cinephile”
“A picture that stands strong on the side of art, of history, of working to solve the puzzle of things that maybe at first you don’t fully understand”
Linklater's ode to the revolutionary Nouvelle Vague may not reinvent the medium but it's not aiming to: this is a beautifully realised tribute to a time in filmmaking history reinventing the medium in ways that reverb to the current day. A charming insight into one of the most seminal productions in contemporary cinema, this is a dive into a creatively fraught yet fertile world and an ode to being young dumb and full of movies. Less a "things used to be good" than a manifesto for a dreamed-of future, Nouvelle Vague teases the possibility for filmmaking with whatever is available in the here and now.