boring political babble

Godard's celebration of the "beauties of capitalism" is hard to stomach, but it's not nearly as morally repelling as his fierce support of the Vietnam War. There's only so much right-wing propaganda one can take.

Difficult even by usual Godard standards, bordering interminable at times. However strangely impressive at the same time. An endurance test, but a very, very smart one.

Godard has a penchant for spouting off half baked ideas, something that often aggravates me, yet here the film is pretty much nothing but a group of people exploring those ideas and I found it to be incredibly revelatory. Because the film contains actual discussions, differing viewpoints on Marxism, avowed hypocrisies, artificial divisions and more, it becomes an insightful study into the philosophy and the thought processes of some of its proponents. Great ending too.

I may have been too hard on this. There's some captivating areas, and even some really fun ones, but you will have to take the usual helping of annoying Godard tactics with it.

Marked by a playful sense of humor, unusual editing technique, and a bold palette of primary colors. But good lord, the rhetoric. People constantly spewing didactic slogans at you straight from a book in a monotone voice. The best part is that he's poking fun at these young, bourgeois Marxists. But this is also the worst part, because he himself is a wealthy, privileged guy playing Commie, sneering at everyone else. I liked this more than most of his political films, but that's not saying much.

Oh, ma belle Wiazemsky. If this film was nothing but the closeups of her, it would be 96-99

"The more interesting and amusing aspect of this film is the attack on armchair revolutionaries, or worked-up students who make declarations and occasionally try to start terrorism but are basically lost, resulting in both scathing verbal attacks by more mature thinkers, and aburdly humorous scenes like a botched assassination due to a mental burp."

It's shocking to see Godard bite the hand that admires him, but this is what makes the movie relevant and timeless.

The best part are the quotations and the song. Overall it's not very bad, but certainly disappointing to a degree.

One can identify the personal nature of Jean-Luc Godard's filmmaking by noting how movies like La Chinoise so clearly play as if he's simply thinking out loud. Questioning the role violence should play in cultural upheaval, Godard makes his film - an engagement with youthful exuberance and passionate politics - about much more than his evident appreciation of image, subversion and indeed Mao. He makes it exciting cinema.

'Le napalm coule et moi je roule MAO MAO!'

Smart, biting, and visually striking. Godard at his best.

Claude Channes chorus line for the films theme song: "Maooo, Maoo..." Guess, what the film is about?

Visually good. Some interesting quotes. But it's damn boring most of the time, and I didn't get if he was supporting terrorism or not.

The watermark between Godard's good period as an innovating and interesting filmmaker and between his descent ever since into politically blind, mostly pointless, meandering essay-films.

Good Movie