Happy Birthday

Criticism isn’t an artistic creation. It will always be inferior.
-Jean Luc Godard

Happy Birthday, Godard.

Le Mépris

Why not look for ideas in your head instead of stealing them?
--Le Mépris, 1963

Enamored with Paul and Camille's apartment. Primary colors, white shag carpets, baroque mirrors, paintings leaning against the walls, geometric shapes, and an iron bed frame.

Godard's Alphaville

Your voice, your eyes, your hands, your lips... Our silences, our words... Light that goes, light that returns. A single smile between us. In quest of knowledge, I watched night create day while we seemed unchanged. O beloved all, beloved of one alone, your mouth silently promised to be happy. Away, away says hate; Closer, closer says love. A caress leads us from our infancy. Increasingly I see the human form as a lovers' dialogue. The heart has but one mouth. Everything by chance. All words without thought. Sentiments adrift. Men roam the city. A glance, a word. Because I love you, everything moves. We must advance to live. Aim straight ahead towards those you love. I went toward you, endlessly toward the light. If you smile, it enfolds me all the better. The rays of your arms pierce the mist.

-Jean-Luc Godard's Alphaville: Une etrange aventure de Lemmy Caution (1965)

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