Living and working on the unceded lands of the Ngunnawal and Ngambri people.
It’s not just about what is filmed - it’s how.
The way it moves. The way it cuts. The way it demands your attention.
It’s rebellious. It’s unpredictable.
And it still feels like a breath of fresh air.
It’s not just about what is filmed - it’s how.
The way it moves. The way it cuts. The way it demands your attention.
It’s rebellious. It’s unpredictable.
And it still feels like a breath of fresh air.
But that’s part of its charm. It refuses to be neat or easy.
Godard wasn’t trying to please you or me. He was trying to blow up the rulebook.
But that’s part of its charm. It refuses to be neat or easy.
Godard wasn’t trying to please you or me. He was trying to blow up the rulebook.
Mostly, yes. The jump cuts, handheld chaos, improvised feel - it gives Breathless a real energy.
It’s not a film you watch. It’s a film you wrestle with.
Mostly, yes. The jump cuts, handheld chaos, improvised feel - it gives Breathless a real energy.
It’s not a film you watch. It’s a film you wrestle with.
And it forces you to sit with it.
That’s Godard.
And it forces you to sit with it.
That’s Godard.
There’s no romantic antihero death. No grand finale.
Michel is a petty criminal. He dies in the street. No music. No slow motion. No drama.
Just a silly face, he literally manually closes his own eyes and then… nothing.
There’s no romantic antihero death. No grand finale.
Michel is a petty criminal. He dies in the street. No music. No slow motion. No drama.
Just a silly face, he literally manually closes his own eyes and then… nothing.
Black and white grit. Antiheroes. Femme fatales. Paris as a maze.
Michel’s whole vibe is borrowed from Bogart.
Black and white grit. Antiheroes. Femme fatales. Paris as a maze.
Michel’s whole vibe is borrowed from Bogart.
Godard didn’t care about efficiency, he cared about mood.
It’s frustrating if you're used to momentum. But if you let go? It’s kind of mesmerising.
Godard didn’t care about efficiency, he cared about mood.
It’s frustrating if you're used to momentum. But if you let go? It’s kind of mesmerising.
Casual. Improvised.
Lines are delivered like people talking, not performing.
The 25-minute bedroom scene is all vibes. No plot.
And yet, it’s intimate, hypnotic. If you surrender to it, it works.
Casual. Improvised.
Lines are delivered like people talking, not performing.
The 25-minute bedroom scene is all vibes. No plot.
And yet, it’s intimate, hypnotic. If you surrender to it, it works.
But Breathless exposes the performance.
That’s what the New Wave did: reminded us that cinema is a construct.
Movies lie. And therein lies its truth or le cinéma vérité.
But Breathless exposes the performance.
That’s what the New Wave did: reminded us that cinema is a construct.
Movies lie. And therein lies its truth or le cinéma vérité.
He talks directly to us, especially in the stolen car. It shatters the illusion of diegetic space and pulls us in making us complicit in his crimes.
He’s not just performing for Patricia, he’s performing for us.
He talks directly to us, especially in the stolen car. It shatters the illusion of diegetic space and pulls us in making us complicit in his crimes.
He’s not just performing for Patricia, he’s performing for us.
Loose framing, natural light.
It doesn’t just capture their chemistry, it captures Paris. The city is alive. It’s a character.
Loose framing, natural light.
It doesn’t just capture their chemistry, it captures Paris. The city is alive. It’s a character.
But in an age of disinformation and deepfakes, it made me ask: Are key moments being cut to manipulate what we think?
Intentional or not, it forced me to pay attention.
But in an age of disinformation and deepfakes, it made me ask: Are key moments being cut to manipulate what we think?
Intentional or not, it forced me to pay attention.
They were a rejection of polished, immersive cinema and they became his signature.
Messy. Disruptive. Intentional.
You don’t get lost in Breathless. You notice you’re watching.
They were a rejection of polished, immersive cinema and they became his signature.
Messy. Disruptive. Intentional.
You don’t get lost in Breathless. You notice you’re watching.
Jump cuts slice up time and space.
We’re dropped into his impulsive mindset. The editing feels impulsive too.
Jump cuts slice up time and space.
We’re dropped into his impulsive mindset. The editing feels impulsive too.
Raoul Coutard’s documentary-style cinematography: handheld camera and natural lighting gives everything a chaotic realism.
It’s messy on purpose.
Raoul Coutard’s documentary-style cinematography: handheld camera and natural lighting gives everything a chaotic realism.
It’s messy on purpose.
I found Godard’s aesthetic choices exciting, but his relentless self-awareness was sometimes exhausting, bordering on self-indulgent.
Maybe that friction is the point.
I found Godard’s aesthetic choices exciting, but his relentless self-awareness was sometimes exhausting, bordering on self-indulgent.
Maybe that friction is the point.
Radical cinematography, fragmented editing, and vibes over plot.
Radical cinematography, fragmented editing, and vibes over plot.
It’s a movie you wrestle with.
And whether you love it or hate it, you have to respect the audacity.
That’s why it still matters.
It’s a movie you wrestle with.
And whether you love it or hate it, you have to respect the audacity.
That’s why it still matters.
Sometimes it feels like pure aesthetic self-indulgence.
But maybe that’s the point: it refuses to be easy, polished, or comforting.
It demands you meet it on its terms and forces you to sit there in its discomfort.
Sometimes it feels like pure aesthetic self-indulgence.
But maybe that’s the point: it refuses to be easy, polished, or comforting.
It demands you meet it on its terms and forces you to sit there in its discomfort.
But Godard drains the glamour, leaving only grit, boredom, impulsiveness, and death without ceremony.
But Godard drains the glamour, leaving only grit, boredom, impulsiveness, and death without ceremony.
Michel looks straight at us, making us complicit in his actions.
It’s playful, but it also strips away the illusion of cinema, reminding you this is a construct. Movies lie. And that’s the truth or le cinéma vérité.
Michel looks straight at us, making us complicit in his actions.
It’s playful, but it also strips away the illusion of cinema, reminding you this is a construct. Movies lie. And that’s the truth or le cinéma vérité.
Watching Michel and Patricia flirt down the Champs-Élysées feels less like a movie and more like eavesdropping on real people.
Paris isn’t a backdrop, it’s a character.
Watching Michel and Patricia flirt down the Champs-Élysées feels less like a movie and more like eavesdropping on real people.
Paris isn’t a backdrop, it’s a character.
They fragment reality, mirror Michel’s impulsivity and force you to stay alert.
In 2025, when trust is fragile and disinfo and deepfakes are everywhere, jump cuts also feel weirdly unsettling: what aren’t we seeing?
They fragment reality, mirror Michel’s impulsivity and force you to stay alert.
In 2025, when trust is fragile and disinfo and deepfakes are everywhere, jump cuts also feel weirdly unsettling: what aren’t we seeing?