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What does being a woman really mean? How do women live the status society reserves for them? A group of women, beautiful or not, young or not, gifted with motherly instinct or not, answer before Agnès Varda's camera.
The intertwined lives of 2 women in 1970's France, set against the progress of the women's movement in which Agnes Varda was involved. Pomme and Suzanne meet when Pomme helps Suzanne obtain an abortion after a third pregnancy which she cannot afford. They lose contact but meet again ten years later. Pomme has become an unconventional singer, Suzanne a serious community worker - despite the contrast they remain friends and share in the various dramas of each others' lives, in the process affirming their different female identities. Written by
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Without being accused of gratuitous nastiness (as rightly prohibited in the IMDb guidelines), can I just say how disappointing, to the point of hostility, I found this film, especially as I think its director's brilliant early work is in desperate need of re-evaluation. This film has none of her virtues - the mix of spontaneity with supreme formal control; the contrast between the privileging of heroine's subjectivity and ironic objectivity.
Instead, this is a formless, rambling picaresque, using two female friends to chart feminism throughout the 60s and 70s. Many of the film's arguments seem to me anti-feminist; the songs are largely sub-Joan Baez and intolerable; the lack of any ironic intelligence countering the optimism and platitudes is patronising; and I still can't believe the rather tactless Eurovision-style song about abortion.
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