complete social decay. the comparisons to Mekas are way off base. this is something far cruder and much more depressing
The most important thing to know about this movie is that during 1360-1430, "art" did not exist. The Byzantine iconography that Andrei Rublev and his peers then produced, and virtually all paintings the world over, were objects of veneration that could perform miracles. They, as Hans Belting explains in many of his works, gave more meaning to their contexts (church walls and so on) than their contexts gave to them. "The image as social actor", we could say. This foreknowledge…
Last year i spent a month living in Place d'Italie w/ my partner so whenever the characters took the bus somewhere we both (she, rewatching for the millionth time, and I for only the second) had minor freakouts recognizing the parks / street names. It's hard to imagine Nouvelle Vague without the expressive visual techniques and labyrinthine subjectivities born and rendered here (in 1962!). Varda's best movies have a life of their own. Watching Cléo, that life, more than half a century later, still burns with undeniable brightness.