I would really like to write this review in French, since this movie managed to wake some feelings of romance, femininity and charm in me, but however, I believe this should be so much more that her big big blinking eyes in a not so big screen.
A movie bursting with red everywhere you look. A glimpse of communism you would say? Possibly maybe, but, lets not judge a masterpiece with our outdated political views. It says that true artist is like radio that translates everything what is going on around us at the moment and so Jean-Luc Godart should not be an exception to me. Intended politically or not, lets no judge.
All the movie is full of magic. Irrationality everywhere. Unexpected, clamorous music melting in together with same kind of actions that characters make with an Easy-going world and spirit around them, they have to live-in. Dialogs not related to each other. Particularly, when they are between man and woman. Violently illogic sometimes, just like a femme can be, but in a most charming way as well.
Teasing, playing, mocking every second. I thought Angela was a devil at first, but later I just gave up to her glamour. A true evil indeed. A witch! She can jump between two columns and change her clothes, hold an egg in the air for a minute or fix everything with two hits of a hammer. This comes together with all the daily life around her without any disturbance. That is a real woman’s magic to seduce and to make you forgive again and again. You can not say no to her. Une Femme Est Une Femme illustrates this complex magic powers perfectly.
A man no better, no worse. A wall, senseless, that at the same time has to be flexible, to dodge or to embrace this woman. And you do not know what to think about him. At the same time you can hate him for his stubbornness and lies but feel sorry when he is pushed to hard by her. What to feel? This leaves me completely confused, just like these two people never understanding each other to the end and living in a different planets, but at the same time those planets orbits with one another and would be thrown to the vast space, without each other.
Some might say this movie mocks cinema just like Angela mocks other men and herself. But I think too many times this was said about too many genial movies. I guess this should be called just unique alone, because watching this I felt that every shot that is there – belongs there, incontrovertibly.
meh...
