To celebrate Bastille Day, we’ve got some movie tickets to giveaway for the upcoming screening of Jean-Luc Godard’s smash hit À bout de souffle more commonly known as Breathless.
The movie comes out on July 23rd at Landmark’s Embarcadero Cinema in San Francisco. Tickets are in pairs and are good for the run of the engagement. Winners will be chosen at random from the pool of entries.
France, March 1960. Jean-Luc Godard’s film “À bout de souffle,” (“end of breath”) aka Breathless in the USA, is released on an unsuspecting populace. The film is jumpy, non-linear and seemingly unscripted. Lines for the film go around the block. It’s the IN thing to do. The youth love the film, adults dislike or are not so sure what they just saw. Some are weary that it’s the sign of things to come. And that it was, Godard’s film heralded the “nouvelle vague” (the New Wave). Not just a term solely dedicated to film, “nouvelle vague” is really a term of the coming cultural changes of the 60s, particularly the youth movement.
That same week, France also got another taste of the “nouvelle vague” when Johnny Hallyday’s first 45RPM record was released on Vogue. Though he wasn’t the first French teenager to play rock ‘n’ roll, Danyel Gerard owns that technicality *, he was undeniably the most successful.
Yes indeed, the week of March 14, 1960 is one for the books!
*Gerard had released his first single “D’où reviens-tu Billy Boy” in December of 1958 on Barclay. He was drafted the following year in 1959 thus leaving the stage open for a young Jean-Philippe Smet. Richard Anthony had recorded some adaptations of American pop songs but he was already 20 by then, thus no longer a teenager.
While not the first French teenager to break into rock ‘n’ roll (Danyel Gerard holds that technicality) Hallyday he is undeniably the most successful and the first name people associate with 60s French Pop. (I know you Bardot A Go Go fans go much deeper than that, don’t worry!)
First, the movie is just as good, if not better than the book.
Second, it’s a popcorn movie. It’s a good popcorn movie.
Third, it’s mostly set in Paris and has a beautiful French woman in it.
Fourth, as a popcorn movie, it celebrates humanity and particularly women AND women being the gateway to ecstasy through sex. It reveals the oppression of women and their massacre for centuries at the hands of “Christians.” And a beautiful French woman is the descendent of Jesus.
I think that last bit is really what has got all youse panties in a bunch.
Basically it is saying “The French rule! All they want is sex.”
As you can see the implications of this film are far deeper, far more controversial than some schmere of the of the Catholic church.
It’s a film about the importance of the French/American alliance. You can’t trust the Red Coats – they’re gentlemen and they’ll shoot you. The Italians? Puh-lease. No, it is the Frenchies who are our sisteren.
Let the fornicatin’ begin!
The one complaint I would have would be the French police detective, obviously very conservative because of his hatred for modern architecture and, of course, his allegience to Opus Dei, would not be listening to Serge Gainsbourg. A “No Prize” for the first person to tell me what Gainsbourg song they are listening to.