Stranger Says:

The fact that Jean-Luc Godard would detest this light, new-wave-as-pop-art treatment of his brief courtship and marriage to Anne Wiazemsky is no reason a regular human can’t enjoy it. And in a way, there’s a pleasing irony in the way The Artist director Michel Hazanavicius both teases and pays homage to Godard’s aesthetics—partly because the story turns on the very moment J-LG turned his back on them forever, and partly because putting a mod frame around the unruliness of the soixante-huitards provides a reminder of the immediate context that revolutionary moment arose from. (And, perhaps, places a timely asterisk next to our own culture’s notion that revolutionary politics and art have any business collaborating.) But is it good? Bof. C’est genial. Better than La Chinoise, anyway.