If a thing is worth doing, it is worth doing badly; in this spirit the youth of Paris plays at planning revolution. Or so it appears in this porous satire by protean Director Jean-Luc Godard (TIME, Feb. 16).
In a stripped-down flat, a cell of Maoist incendiaries gather to plan the decline and fall of practically everybody. The short-wave radio blares a ceaseless stream of news from Radio Peking; quotes from the Chairman are read with the stentorian zeal of the newly converted; lectures propound dialectical doublethink ("A revolutionary party carries out a policy...
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