I caught "Contempt" (Jean-Luc Godard, 1963) on TV the other night. When it comes to the Truffaut-Godard battle, I will forever be a Truffaut girl. I can appreciate what Godard does, but too often I can't truly enjoy it. At times, though, I can both appreciate and really feel exhilarated, like in the case of "Contempt"'s intro, in which Godard reads the credits, or in fact tells the credits - instead of showing them on screen. Of course the music (by Georges Delerue) plays a big part here too.
By the way, I'm starting to consider changing my blog's layout, so there will be room for bigger youtube players. I had to shrink this one so it won't run over my sidebar. Any thoughts about that, anyone?
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