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Summary: Antoine Doinel is a Parisian adolescent. His parents do not show much interest in him. He skips school to go to the movies and play with his friends. He discovers his mother has a lover (imdb)
Touching, well-told story that unfortunately holds no appeal to me. Doinel is an extremely well-drawn character, but, to me, the movie is too understated and ultimately shallow for its "masterpiece" reputation.
I know it's blasphemy to say this, but I truly do think this is criminally overrated. I never did understand the significance of cinema verite, considering the Italian neorealists did virtually the same thing, only a decade before.
Pretty decent all around, but way, way overrated, the movie's central concern is with excusing young Antoine's petty crimes because society failed him and his mother doesn't love him. This may be autobiographical but it relies more heavily on thematic convention than on personal integrity. I definitely prefer Ken Loach's similarly themed Kes, released ten years later, a film that's realistic and devoid of cliche.
I was really surprised with this movie. This movie is hard for me to review. It was great. The story and characters were really interesting. The direction and photography were great. The acting was really good, and could have screwed everything up. There are a few scenes that the main actor nailed that could have ruined the entire film.
a good, but over-rated movie that is scripted and acted well. if the entire movie was shot like the scene where he finally gets taken away this would be much better. the majority of the camera work is satisfactory, but not great. the acting was fairly decent, actually a couple notches above decent--and same goes for the music. with a more tightly written script, and some more daring, but calculated camerawork it would have turned out much more enjoyable.
The only reason this film should be remembered is for being the catalyst for many, many, many coming-of-age movies to come [Louis Malle being a filmmaker who brings something more intimate to me for this subgenre] and also the beginning of Truffaut films eclipsing a much greater artist of the French New Wave - Alain Resnais. I could have spent this review praising what I enjoyed about this film, but I'd rather name-drop something that matters to me.