this film is somewhat of a paragon for modern sound design for me. whereas so many other similar films of this budget level will minimize environmental sounds in favor of dialogue and notable foley, Assayas and his sound team often favor a verité-like direct sound, though I'm not sure if it actually is or not. as with many things about this movie, this could easily be a tactic to increase its 'Rivetteness', someone that more modern filmmakers should take cues…

still kind of reeling from a first viewing, but maaaan, that was something, so here's some extremely scatterbrained thoughts. it's a film that has a constant sense of amnesia at least within its visual/formal construction, dialogue, or both at the same time in the sense that any given moment is not at all dictated or caused by its preceding moment. in this sense the film is a joy to watch with Ruiz' imagination for surrealist visuals and absurdist situations unfolding…