I don't think this could be defined as a film, or even as a "documentary" or as an interview.
We have Serge Daney outpouring extraordinary amount of ideas and at the same time recounting his story/life with Cahiers, Libe, etc.
Cinema is at the core of everything of course.
No second camera or moving whatsoever.
We have mid-close up of Daney who smokes like a hell and speaks at the pace of shooting stars.
When he speaks about the French films of 1940-58 he is great, but when he deconstructs the television, he is sublime and practically anticipates instagram/tiktok.
This is a great "document" of the man who knows he'll die soon and tries to be as lucid about his ideas as possible, without compromising anything.
We have Serge Daney outpouring extraordinary amount of ideas and at the same time recounting his story/life with Cahiers, Libe, etc.
Cinema is at the core of everything of course.
No second camera or moving whatsoever.
We have mid-close up of Daney who smokes like a hell and speaks at the pace of shooting stars.
When he speaks about the French films of 1940-58 he is great, but when he deconstructs the television, he is sublime and practically anticipates instagram/tiktok.
This is a great "document" of the man who knows he'll die soon and tries to be as lucid about his ideas as possible, without compromising anything.
