Though the films of Jean-Luc Godard (the ones I've seen) are lost on me, I'm impressed and intrigued by New Wave aesthetics. My exposure to such has been only through a few film classes. I really like what I've seen by Varda and Fassbinder's Ali: Fear Eats the Soul though! When I stumbled upon this movie, I was equally intrigued and intimidated, both because of the unwelcoming editing style mentioned in many reviews, and the film's content.

This seems like…

Thought about making review "ohhh fuck yeah babey that's grade A depression right there" but watching this and listening to some music I loved when I was depressed at 16, (Paramore's self titled still holds up!) I felt inspired to actually write. TW Ahead: Suicide mention, depression

Depression has consumed two periods of my life. First at 16, then at 21. In hindsight, the time between the two was pretty plagued in melancholy as well, so it could be one…