In which Alain Resnais discovers the green screen and gets so close to making his own Speed Racer. Feels a bit more like an experiment than a traditional film despite it having a rather clear plot by just following a play but I don’t think I’ve seen a film ever exploit this much its framing device implicitly. There’s something magical to witness as the actors presented as themselves suddenly burst into the characters they’ve once played as if possessed by art and memory itself.
Would probably hit harder if I was more familiar with Resnais’ theatre adaptations and the collaboration with the actors he meta-gathered here.