If you want to be a film diarist but are not French, you may as well give up right now.
Agnes Varda is French (well, Belgian) so when she says things like “I live here, inside my cinema” somehow she can get away with it.
This is a very charming, crafty autobiography that gets a little bit away from itself in some sections (more clever reenactments, less yap about your fabulous friends and kids) – but who the hell am I to tell this vibrant, 81 year old tornado of art and joy what to do!??! Just watch the movie, missteps and all, and enjoy.
