
Il y a des nouvelles ambiguités.
There are new ambiguities.
There are new ambiguities.
(White words on a black screen, a distorted and ominous voice reading them.)
Zed agrees, and nods at the television. He’s watching a documentary about Jean-Luc Godard. There’s interview footage from 1968, shortly before he took his well-publicized turn toward more radical politics. He’s talking about his process, and he’s at his cryptic best.
Dark sunglasses, a cigarette, a dismissive (dismissive in that particular Gallic way) gesture, and a quote:"Having an actor is not just having a person who has to act. His real life belongs in the picture, too, and you have to use it."
Then, "A lot of people cease to exist - or think they do - between two points, traveling. To me, what exists is mainly between."
Zed is rapt. It’s not the destination that matters. JLG explains, sort of: "It's not where you take things from," wink, "it's where you take them to."
And the familiar drums of a Rolling Stones song begin.
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