La Chinoise

Ah, those children of Marx and Coca-Cola, so infatuated with blowing things up in the name of justice! Godard’s dialectical critique of radical Maoist cells and up-against-the-wall-putain! politics almost feels like a trial run for the May 1968 revolution; seen today, its Molotov metamixture of comedy and commentary comes off as one of the master’s last creative gasps. See it by any means necessary.