In Praise of Love

2001
6.2| 1h39m| NA| en| More Info
Released: 16 October 2001 Released
Producted By: ARTE France Cinéma
Country: Switzerland
Budget: 0
Revenue: 0
Official Website: https://vegafilm.com/en/title/eloge-de-lamour-2001/
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Someone we hear talking - but whom we do not see - speaks of a project which describes the four key moments of love: meeting, physical passion, arguments/separation and making up. This project is to be told through three couples: young, adult and old. We do not know if the project is for a play, a film, a novel or an opera. The author of the project is always accompanied by a kind of servant. Meanwhile, two years earlier, an American civil servant meets with an elderly French couple who had fought in the Resistance during World War II, brokering a deal with a Hollywood director to buy the rights to tell their story. The members of the old couple's family discuss heatedly questions of nation, memory and history.

Genre

Drama

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Director

Jean-Luc Godard

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ARTE France Cinéma

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In Praise of Love Audience Reviews

Jeanskynebu the audience applauded
AniInterview Sorry, this movie sucks
Beanbioca As Good As It Gets
Mandeep Tyson The acting in this movie is really good.
Fudgefinger This film was incredibly slow and boring! It attempted to ask profound and deep questions to stimulate the audience, however, it failed! I spent the majority of my time checking my laptop to see how much time had elapsed whilst praying the film would hurry up and end. There is no identifiable major plot. However, if I was forced to define the plot I would say it was about a man who was looking to fill a role in his "project" (film). He thought he knew the perfect woman but she wasn't all he thought she'd be. Most probably because he didn't know her at all, he'd met her 2 years ago and they'd spoken for approximately 10 minutes.Although I completely hated this film, it did start well. It is so beautifully shot you can't help but stare at the screen. Every shot is like a beautiful photograph. The first half is in black and white and has a lot of frames are close-ups of faces and shots that resemble photographs. Goddard also experiments with light and dark and entraps some amazing moments such as the movement of water (I think a river) as a light shines on it. However, this does get a bit boring, as some shots seem a bit pointless and unrelated to the dialogue or "plot".The colour shots were HIDEOUS and looked as thought the film had been dyed to heighten the colour. This was unnecessary and UGLY!I think Goddard's talents are wasted on movies he missed his calling and should have been a photographer.Don't watch this film. If your going to ignore my advice only watch the first half and switch it off when it changes to colour.
oso_travis Éloge d l'amour. Directed by Jean-Luc Godard. *1/2Godard has become a pompous and pretentious prick. I just laughed my guts out, reading other people's reviews and calling this piece of crap "A Masterpiece" and "The Best Film of 2001" What!? %$%$&%! You gotta be kidding me! Grow the hell up! You know it's crap don't deny it. What are you trying to achieve? To be recognize as an intellectual? Ha!The film is SO boring. Boring, boring, boring. I like slow-paced film but this one goes beyond my boredom scale. The film doesn't say anything and doesn't make you feel anything. Please avoid it, like the plague and save yourself an embarrassment. I beg you: Do not waste you precious 96 minutes on this trash! Stay away from it! Gosh! I regret so much the moment I walked in that theater... One of the worst films of the decade for sure. Godard: Please, retire and relief us from grief. Go to the beautiful Blue Coast but stop making films. If you do so, you will get my praise.5/10
ALauff Whatever else it offers—a rebuke of American cultural imperialism; a fluid melding of Godard's ruminations on the place of art in representing history and memory; meandering thoughts that seem written in the air, aural echoes of the relaxed motion and pace of individual shots—In Praise of Love will be regarded, in any discernible future, as the time when Godard punked out Spielberg, taking him to task for his perceived sin of manipulating real tragedy (the Holocaust) for personal gain and using him as a microcosm of what's wrong with Hollywood. Godard's refrain of discontent is built on a few specific misgivings, and at least one—Hollywood's role in camouflaging America's own lack of history and identity—benefits from the mischievous tone with which said grievance is presented in voice-over, so that the viewer isn't entirely sure how seriously to take the cantankerous filmmaker.Textual breeziness is well complemented by an audacious visual strategy, as black-and-white film eventually yields to digital color video, which I would characterize as an orgiastic array of watercolor images that superimpose each other. This uncannily feels like a history (of film?) collapsing into self-reflexive morass, paralleling the narrative shift of genteel reflection to arch, free-associative interrogation. Having recently seen Week End, it's tempting to conclude that Godard at relative ease, as he is here, is preferable to Godard in apocalyptic control.
David Watkins Not being American, I won't be accused of pique for pointing out that Godard, as a Swiss, is in a very poor position to sneer at America for its lack of history, and in particular for its part in WW2. Perhaps his next movie will be about Switzerland's glorious contribution to allied victory. (Anyway, didn't rather more Americans than even Frenchmen die fighting the Germans?).It's true that Hollywood presents a version of history nearly always falsified and sentimentalised, but of how many national film industries is it not true?To be honest, I may be unfair to late Godard, since even the early Godard which everybody else praises usually leaves me baffled and bored.