Review by ASuiGeneris

I am convinced that the primary reason award winning, yet still obscure films deemed "art house" and "genius" by most professional critics successfully receive a relatively, if not overwhelmingly, high rating from general audiences is that there are very few individuals with good taste and sufficiently intelligent brains that are dedicated or stupid enough to not only seek out and persevere through the full run time, but to also take the time to rate the feature film, series, or short (the plentitude of ratings from people who pretend, maybe even to themselves, that they like it far more than they do in order to feel for their own confidence and seem to their friends to be "cultured" notwithstanding).

Yes, I am unapologetically one of these individuals. Blame it on the obsessive completist in me that must finish what I start, including certain awards list, despite their sometimes questionable validity. Blame it on my tenacity, to continue watching something even when I am bored out of my mind or even offended by whatever images thrown together that have the nerve to be labeled a finished piece.

I have seen a significant portion of Godard's oeuvre. There are very few that I liked, especially his later, more abstract, frustratingly obscure works. As his final attempt at making art, I was compelled to watch this. Only twenty minutes, I've been through worse (i.e., The Image Book).

Nice to confirm what I already knew. He is not a genius.