Film Reviews, Short Review

Week-end (1967)


Outside of the deservedly famous and genuinely brilliant traffic jam sequence and a few other mildly funny scenes, there isn’t much to like in Week-end. Godard again gets himself confused with someone intelligent and radical and again his political points here (that the bourgeoisie will collapse under the weight of their consumerism) are portrayed with all the depth of a urine puddle. Yes, his left-leaning thinking is nice and he has the right ideas, but it doesn’t change the fact that he’s a fucking bore to listen to with no unique or interesting ideas of his own except for staging an 8-minute long traffic jam. A cinematographer as talented and brilliant as Raoul Coutard was wasted on this hack.


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