Catching Up With Cléo from 5 to 7
In which I begin posting thoughts on the movies I'm watching during the 2020 season of COVID-19 lockdown. First up? A beloved French New Wave masterpiece by Agnes Varda.
“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.”
I make this vow from Psalm 23 every day. And then, within moments, I break it: Some form of dread triggers alarms, jarring me to feel anxious about my health, my job security, my future, my marriage, my loved ones, my neighbors, my country. I lose my perspective. I lose my faith. I lose my grip.
Alarms of this nature go off in Cléo’s head early in Agnes Varda’s French New Wave classic Cléo from 5 to 7. That’s because she’s just learned that she may be...
I’m sorry.
I need to pause mid-sentence and clarify some things.
I’ve promised you a film review. And I just can’t manage it. Not yet. I need to tell you the context of this occasion.