God, I feel bad for doing this. I already shot down The Crime of Monsieur Lange in an earlier post, much to the dismay of Old Man Jubis. Now I'm really afraid to submit my thoughts on this film.

But, honesty is indeed the best policy.

I don't like this film. Yeah, I know, my taste is off once again, but I can't hide it. While I found Godard's revolutionary editing style to be interesting, it soon got annoying and I was wondering if he wasn't doing it on purpose, that perhaps they were accidental continuity problems.

The acting was OK, I guess, but those damn giant cigarrettes hanging out of Michel's mouth made me stare and got me lost.

I don't know, maybe I'm too young. It must just be a thing I have with old French films. I mean, I liked La Belle et la Bete up until the end, which seemed all too spontaneous and just plain stupid.

Okay, I'm going to go hide in a hole now in which projectiles will be easier to avoid.