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For an exhibition that didn't happen,
the P... Museum
asked me to answer in pictures the question:
Where are you at,
Leos C...
Me?
Thanks for asking.
I don't know.
But if I knew,
I'd answer that...
That evening
I'd fallen asleep early
VITAL FORCE
YOU'RE IN THE EGG
STILL BORN
Here's how it started.
I'd never said a word. Not a word.
Here... is my father.
No, not him.
Him.
No, not there!
Here!
Yes.
That's him.
Him!
No, not him.
Him, there.
There.
And the kid on the left.
With my mother.
With me.
Not there!
Here, with me.
Here... me...
a kid.
No, not him.
Him, there. And here...
with my sister.
And here,
with my three sisters.
In many families, you encounter one fatal creature, like a kind of disease.
I am that creature for you.
My three guardians, from father to sons:
Théo,
Polo,
Javlo.
- Beautiful night! - But hot!
Here I am, young...
dashing to my destiny.
Oh God, of all colics,
spare me from the melancholic!
I've been sick
all my life...
and I only wish to continue.
My hand.
My foot.
And here...
my ass!
This is my daughter
in her crib.
The sea speaks
And here...
she and I.
Dad, if you...
if you run too, too fast,
then, then, then...
the shark won't be able to catch you.
The shark wanted to catch you?
Your foot?
Yeah.
And what was I doing?
You, you didn't see that...
that the shark bit my foot.
You didn't see it.
Why didn't you see it in the dream?
You direct your dreams, not me.
Not my fault.
But I want you to catch me
because I don't want it to...
BAD BLOOD
BAD FATHERS
MAN CINEMA
CINEMA FORGIVES YOU EVERYTHING
HOLD ME BACK
OR I'LL HURT
One move and I'll shoot
MYSELF
Dead, mademoiselle.
Dead.
THOSE OF THE 20TH
I don't know this guy,
but like me,
he's short and makes films.
Also like me,
some would add:
Jewish, and...
white, male, heterosexual.
This child here
is a survivor of the Krakow ghetto.
And this young man here
lost part of his family
in the Shoah.
This man lost his wife,
massacred while she was pregnant.
And this one
sodomized a young girl.
All these men were born in the last century.
Me too.
THE MASK OF TERROR
He thought:
"Even if I walked alone in the desert
for a very long time,
an eternity,
without ever seeing anyone,
I think my face would remain
a worried mask,
on guard,
for fear I might suddenly
be seen by someone,
and the whole world would plainly see
my solitude,
my imposture."
THE SCREEN FILES
HITLER'S LAST SPURT
NOWADAYS - EUROPE
WHILE IT'S TOO LATE
26 YEARS OLD
They dream of the day when HATE will shout:
AND THEY ALL CLAIM TO BE
HUMILIATED & INSULTED
AND THE BAD DREAM/JOKE SPREADS
THE SHADOW GROWS
PRIDE
ABJECTION
This is punishment! Do penance!
The end of time is nigh!
THE END OF EVERYTHING
Cursed be you, my eyes!
Feast on this lovely sight!
Enter here, Jean Moulin,
with your terrible cortege.
Enter with a people born of the shadow
and who vanished with it...
our brothers in the order of the Night.
GOOD NEWS
This morning I ran into Mr. Shit,
and since it was nice out,
we strolled through the Buttes Chaumont park.
I asked what he thought of the situation,
since he travels a lot.
He began an answer...
but stopped short,
overcome by a pressing need.
Ladies and gentlemen, good day
and bon appétit.
France is frightened.
For three days now,
no one in our country has laughed.
Not a single laugh in France
for three days!
The phenomenon remains, for now,
totally inexplicable.
Next station,
Bonne Nouvelle.
Bonne Nouvelle,
Bonne Nouvelle.
Alert:
As it often does, time goes by...
Time goes by!
ROLLING
THE SMILE OF SPEED
GRAVITY
LIGHTNESS
In the beginning, when grips pushed the camera
on its heavy cart to follow a man
one had the feeling
that a GOD was following the man
with his heavy EYES
But today
if a boy follows his girlfriend
with his cellphone camera
that feeling won't be there
HOW
TO RECLAIM
THE
GAZE OF THE GODS?
THE TREMOR?
THE CHILDHOOD OF ART?
Good evening, Jean-Luc Godard here.
I'm in Paris for two days.
Please call me this evening at the office
at either 47 47 10 40 or 10 63...
or...
OR
ETERNAL RENEWAL
We're not always alive...
Or not alive enough.
THE FORBIDDEN F...
Be ready,
we're about to see an image.
Did you see it?
What is it telling you?
Let's see it again,
for those who blinked.
Be ready.
Did you see it this time?
Did it permeate you?
Did it imprint your retina?
Now we'll see it again...
but 24 times in a row.
Yes, it's an apple.
It'll bury us all.
Even if today, it no longer exists
as an apple.
And for that matter, this "today" is not yours,
it no longer exists for you,
nor for me.
But we have just granted the eternity of a second
to a good apple.
Amen.
JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH
Let's come back down to Earth a moment.
Our magma...
Hey, Idiot, wake up!
You're on Earth,
alive!
You'll need to choose your side,
your battles.
While waiting to plunge into
the counter shot.
And you'll also need to play
the game.
- Find your place. - Who are you?
Plow your furrow...
while praying for...
THE UNHOPED FOR
I don't think I've ever done a POV shot
(A shot filmed from the point of view of one of the film's characters)
TABOO?
Although
Hitchcock's
rocked my youth.
I've tried to make déjà vu shots
THE ILLUSION OF DÉJÀ VU
Like a memory from the present
AH, YES
I DID DO 1 POV SHOT
One day,
it will be like having lived before.
THE WOMAN FILMED
A BEAUTY MARK
The brilliant scientist is madly in love
with the woman he just married.
She's a perfect beauty.
But...
as the days pass, he grows morbidly obsessed
with the tiny birthmark she has
on her left cheek,
spoiling, he feels, the perfection of her face...
A MARK
when so many would kill to kiss that mark.
He succeeds in creating a potion
that will remove the impurity.
His wife, seeing his obsession turn to phobia
and disgust,
agrees out of love
to drink the potion.
The mark indeed disappears.
But the woman dies instantly.
No beauty without a stain.
VOICE
VOICE
MOMENTUM
THE SWAN'S SONGS
Nothing raises you like having been loved
by a dead person.
The people in our dreams at night...
we should always call them in the morning.
Life would be clearer.
Hello?
I dreamt of you.
There are times when
nothing can be changed without everything changing.
Times when nothing can be unravelled in us
without everything unravelling.
Hello, it's Barbara.
THE SUN OF THE DEAD
In the streets of the city,
there is my love.
Wherever she goes in the divided time,
she is no longer my love,
anyone can talk to her.
She no longer remembers who, in fact, loved her
and lights her from afar
so she does not fall.
OKSANA THE UKRAINIAN
Sluts!
A human blinks...
SEE YOU
...15 to 20 times a minute.
O SIGHT
That's 1,200 times an hour,
and in a day,
28,000 blinks.
If we didn't blink,
our eyes would dry out
and we'd go blind.
But images are coming faster and faster,
a continuous flux.
They no longer breathe,
no longer blink multiple times per second.
They want us blind.
Yes, we need our eyes to blink.
The beauty of the world
demands it.
Annette will appear, post-credits
Goodnight, little ones.
I'm turning off the light.
Sweet dreams.
And now,
from Alex who lives in Suresnes,
for Nioura who lives in Paris,
MODERN LOVE
by David Bowie.
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