By wmasta.
Ahhhhhhh Truffaut! No, it’s not a delicious mouth watering chocolate, rather a delicious piece of brain candy wrapped in a semi-autobiographical FrenchNew Wave film. Truffaut never met his own biological father, but it is quite apparent he knew his mother.
Love – Hate relationship anyone? This film gives new meaning to menage a trois – in a good, sinister, way.
Our heroine is a free-spirited, capricious vixen that torments and punishes her lovers, who happen to be best buds.
How refreshing to see the multi-faceted aspects of polygamy explored from a fem fatale point of view.
But plot barely exceeds the beautiful language of cinema spoken in this film. In collaboration with Goddard, Truffaut used the lightest weight cameras at the time. The result is a velvety smooth and distinctive film style, rife with masking and dolly shots that modern filmmaking can only hope to rigidly imitate.
The critic Ginette Vincindeau has defined this as,
“beautiful, but in a kind of natural way;”
So boys gather your maternal angst and settle in for a night of emotional perversion.
Girls, feel free to fantasize…
