Synopsis
A short two-minute rumination on the once volatile situation during the period of the Bosnian War presented in the form of a photo-montage with accompanying text.
1993 ‘Je vous salue, Sarajevo’ Directed by Jean-Luc Godard
A short two-minute rumination on the once volatile situation during the period of the Bosnian War presented in the form of a photo-montage with accompanying text.
Avé, Sarajevo, Χαίρε, Σεράγεβο, Pozdrawiam cie, Sarajewo
Immediately goes on the list of the best short films I've ever seen, a two-minute work that contains a more harrowing, multivalent and moving argument for art as the routine victim of the systems it reveals even as it remains the only hope for providing a means of viewing those systems honestly. An image revealed in fragments, speaking to external censorship, the leading focus of the creator and the viewer's necessity to interpret in chunks rather than whole. The final reveal of the full static image is one of the most overwhelming feelings I've had watching a film of any length.
[Fourth watch]
Je Vous Salue, Sarajevo, or I Salute/Welcome You, Sarajevo is Godard's poetic take on the Balkan war, set to nothing but the haunting picture of a member of the Arkan Tigers kicking a Bosnian civilian, photographed by Ron Haviv in Bijeljina.
The place where paramilitary forces acted out acts of murder, rape, and theft, mostly on the Muslim population, but also on the Serbians that were seen as traitors.
Godard doesn't focus on any part of the war itself, he doesn't point any fingers, but rather asks us to look at the nature of war in a much more direct and personal manner.
Why do we fight wars, where do we find the people willing to fight them,…
Only few people on Earth like Godard could artistically summarize a modern-day tragedy without diminishing it or sensationalizing it; a single picture is enough to contemplate a tragedy as a whole, as well as multiple perspectives through close-ups. Made in the style of the Nouvelle Vague directors during the 60s, including the experiments of Chris Marker, this is an exercise of filmmaking worth going back to just for the sake of visual narrative.
79/100
~favor, desconsiderar essa review~
O que Godard faz aqui o absurdo. Absurdo repito. Ele usa muito bem das evoluções tecnologias ao seu favor, e aqui em Je Sous Salue, Saravejo não é diferente. É um retrato melancólico, de uma Europa melancólica e desacreditada. É uma força na imagem, forte e sincera. Crua e fria. É algo que deve-se sentir e sentir, por isso não há muito o que dizer, além do que já disse. Sinta apenas.Quando chegar a hora de fechar o livro, eu não terei arrependimentos. Eu vi tantos viverem mal, e vi tantos morrerem bem.
those who accuse godard of being cerebral should watch this short: pure emotion concentrated in two minutes, art trying to free itself from the jaws of the civilization and its atrocities
almost a century of god-art btw, cheers for another 90 years
If you asked me to distil for you where Jean-Luc Godard’s filmography moved to after he stopped making narrative features, I could point you to Histoire(s) du cinéma, the four and a half hour documentary series that Godard made between 1988 and 1998 or I could point you to this fantastic miniature (2 minutes). (You should still commit to the long-form version too.)
This was not the first, nor would it be the last, time that Godard essay films explored the relationship between history, warfare and the recorded image but here he has stripped it back to its essentials. With a soundtrack by Arvo Pärt, Godard shows us several parts of a photograph as his voice on the soundtrack tells us…
Quando o Godard diz que a cultura é a regra e a regra quer a morte da exceção que é a arte, ele está falando exatamente disto.
Alguém devia escrever um estudo ou um livro sobre o legado que essa geração aí - a que "revolucionou o jornalismo cultural brasileiro nas páginas da Ilustrada na época das Diretas" antes de virar relações públicas de regime autoritário do oriente - deixou de fato, de preferência protagonizado ou inspirado pela figura do Pepe Escobar, que desde a primeira metade dos 80 encabeça a vanguarda do lixo pusilânime que é o pensamento cultural (formou a geração descolada que fez com que Subway permanecesse três anos em cartaz em São Paulo) e político brasileiro.…
really effective dude wtf its just pictures how is this so haunting and terrifying
WoW!
"A picture is worth a thousand words," as the saying goes.
Don't let the runtime make you think there's not a lot going on here — although it's one image, Godard manages to bring this montage to life with powerful statements directed to a people and place so accustomed to a life of war and turmoil.
When it's time to close the book of life, I'll have no regrets.
I've seen so many people live badly, and so many die so well.
“Eu vi tantos viverem tão mal, e tantos morrerem tão bem.”
A cultura do ódio, da vergonha e da covardia. Injustiças ocorrem, é algo impreterível. Em busca por poder, pessoas poderosas tornam-se cegas por sua própria ganância e afligem a si próprios e seus semelhantes. A guerra é inevitável, pois nossa natureza é odiosa. Só nos resta lamentar, por aquilo que nós próprios viemos a causar.