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... See full summary »
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.
While in San Francisco for the promotion of her last film in October 1967, Agnès Varda, tipped by her friend Tom Luddy, gets to know a relative she had never heard of before, Jean Varda, ... See full summary »
A subtitle warns, "Beware of dark sunglasses." Anna and her lover, whose looks in bowler and bow tie are reminiscent of a young Buster Keaton, kiss chastely on a bridge overlooking the ... See full summary »
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
Alison Smith <firstname.lastname@example.org>
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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