In Praise of Love

Jean-Luc Godard’s meandering rumination on such topics as the definition of adulthood, shifting sands of love, cultural fallout of technology and abuse of history is imbued with the same energy quotient as drying paint. The wisp of a narrative here follows a sullen filmmaker (Bruno Putzulu) as he wrestles with the casting of his latest philosophical opus in which the actors must be able to channel a sense of history through their characters. Godard has discovered many interesting avenues to explore when not preoccupied with America bashing, but he bathes them in an uninteresting solemnity in which intellect is championed over emotion. He morphs the production from elegant black and white to the washed colors of digital video as if orchestrating a mid-operation shift in dream-inducing anesthesia.