Malle, 1990
Occassionally, insufferable, though usually fine, Malle picture. Usual agile but quiet camera, long takes. It would be unfair to say this film has nothing to do with politics. There is a little debate, and we see the events from the eyes of those who are outside. It also says something about weak consciousnesses at the time; and about self-interest, about the ultimately reactionary consciuosness of many involved.
It is an interesting idea, and as always with Malle, neatly executed, to let us see this through the eyes of the older man (Piccoli, as always, is great).
We mentioned that in Varda's world there are no (evident) contradictions. Multiple this tenfold for Malle. Suspense is never really created, there is no misery, no sadness (perhaps due to the unreality; see 'Black Moon'). Maybe, as is voiced here, everything is just O.K. In Malle's films, this seems to be the case; everything is jsut going great, basically.
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