Melissa McDowell’s review published on Letterboxd :
Listen you guys, I’m not going to pretend I understand this film. Godard is going for dissonance. Movie clips, news clips, images appear, most of which are distorted: over or underexposed, jacked ratios, discoloured, accompanied by voice over, sound, or silence that may or may not fit the image. In the end, I think it boils down to a quote attributed to Brecht that authenticity can only be found in fragments. For me, I found myself stretching for meaning in each fragment, thinking about whether I was finding it in the image, or the sound, or the text. An interesting exercise. But not the most accessible of films.