Last night I watched Robert Bresson's L'Argent ('83) -- a chilly but devastating morality tale of how society will, depending on the bad breaks, occasionally turn a relative innocent into a beast. It's quietly commanding film -- a visually plain, low-temperature thing, and at the same time immensely sad (as opposed to downerish) and impossible to forget.
July 11, 2021by Jeffrey WellsNo Comments