Godard always rambles, but here he at least declares his apocalypse of society, cinema and self. An entry point.

chaos

I'd love to watch it every weekend.

Madness. I wish Godard didn't feel the need to spend one of his litanies explaining exactly what this film is setting out to do - that sucked. The rest is fairly good (for Godard, at least).

I do understand that Godard's film is an "open text" preoccupied with politics and with reinventing film language but it's such an exhausting watch. It does have some incredible elements (e.g. highway long take). Ultimately, though, it's way too uneven, often being thoroughly annoying.

Some great scenes at the beginning (like the long take), and a few interesting ones throughout, interspersed with boring and pointless scenes and an extremely drawn out and torturous ending. There's valid points about society and capitalism in here but they're done in such a boring fashion it's hard to care. It may succeed at being a political text and playing with film conventions, but that's kind of counterproductive towards enjoyment.

Godard is such a skilled filmmaker, it's such a shame he thinks postmodern surrealism has any value. This film has not aged well.

"Weekend is a luridly colorful compendium of aesthetic juxtapositions and audio-visual schisms that evoke the frustrated tenor of the era." - Eric Henderson

Memorable but uneven. Some scenes are beautiful in a bizarre and interesting way, and some of the scenes are just boring or unnecessary. There's not much of a plot, it's hard to really care about any of the characters or strange events of the film, and the overt political elements at the end seem out of place in the context of such a nihilistic overall film.

A beautiful mess of comedy, anger, and radical thinking.

Many people walked out when I watched this on an Iowa college campus years ago. I stayed and witnessed an unforgettable if disgusting film.

Godard has a lot on his mind in this raging film, perhaps a bit too much. Fascinating though.

This will probably actually happen one day in real life, good times.

As the fox would utter: "Chaos reigns"

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Yawn.

Brash, repulsive, masturbatory and occasionally genius.

"What a rotten film. All we meet are crazy people." So this was what Monty Python were sending up in the French subitled film sketch - and rather accurately at that. Weird film, indeed - constantly commenting on itself as it sends its two protagonists on a trip through the wreck of Western (or rather French) civilization. Occasionally very disturbing, occasionally just preachy and self-defeating, an interesting piece of cinema.

Shit.

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I think I'll be revisiting this film soon, it's filled with ideas, which makes it rather overwhelming and hard to swallow on a late night. On the other hand, the photography in this film is definitely on par with the best of his previous work, and some scenes are just endlessly fascinating. I also loved his subtle approach towards surrealism here, I'm pretty certain Charlie Kaufman was influenced by it, or at least his style is comparable on many levels.

Collapse of bourgeois society..."My Hermès handbag!!!" I found it quite funny.

A blistering film that presents some of Godard's political views to the audience in audacious ways.

I genuinely love Godard's films, but they certainly embody everything we hate about the French. They tend to be rather unrelently intellectualized and smug. The work of somebody who would rather be right than initiate any meaningful introspection much less incite anyone to action. Alas, Godard's flaws and virtues are unlike anyone elses and his particular brand of misanthropy is honed to a fine sharp point in Week End. For better or worse, this is the definitive Godard film for me.

Has some really cool sequence shots. Devolves into total insanity at the end, but not in a good way.

Pretentious insanity.

The Bunuellian Weekend is both the best and worst road trip in cinema history. Marxist Godard unravels the hellish journey travelled by his corrupt bourgeois couple with acts of human ugliness, sights of unsparing carnage and flights of filmic innovation, crafting a powerful, compelling indictment of class contempt and consumer culture. Even having made such a great dive into the abyss with Pierrot le fou, this genius director finds unforeseen ways of mixing the ugly and the beautiful. Bravo.

Wooooooah... A messy cocktail of ideas, opinions, humour and art that is at times hilarious, oddly emotionally potent, thrillling, tedious, containing moments of remarkable clarity and profundity, enraging, beautiful, ugly, playful, nasty, fascinating and entirely provocative. A bit of me is unsure of what to make of it and what to feel about it but that's probably part of the appeal: it's a film where I don't mind being confused and lost for all of the runtime. It's certainly striking and bold.

There are some absolutely wonderful tracking shots that make the film worth seeing, but the politics are a total fucking bore and waste of my time.