The Trial of Joan of Arc
The shortest work of Bresson is, in more than a few ways, an interesting microcosm. There abounds an abstract borrowing of narrative and stylistic markers;
The shortest work of Bresson is, in more than a few ways, an interesting microcosm. There abounds an abstract borrowing of narrative and stylistic markers;
Rushing through MUBI’s monthly dribble last year, I chanced upon Diary of a Country Priest. With the highest of praises that preceded Bresson, I decided
Mouchette is perhaps the most afflicted protagonist in all of Bresson’s films. She’s slapped, bullied, sexually taunted, raped, slut-shamed, and yet, she is still a
Au Hasard Balthazar is only the first of four times where Bresson borrows from Russia. Though one finds moments of saintliness – as when Balthazar
At Cannes, Bresson was quite rankled about the organizers playing an extremely well-made film, albeit tonally different film before his L’Argent. No chef would serve a
Narrow angles. Un – or rather – under spoken tensions. Laborious in its most sincere moments with a palpable detest for the sensational. A Man Escaped is