In the late ’60s, when Jean-Luc Godard was at the acme of his influence, Manny Farber concluded an enthusiastic if grudging appreciation with a litany of Godard’s faults (“I think that I shall never see scenes with more sleep-provoking powers, or hear so many big words that tell me nothing”) and the confession that “no other film-maker has so consistently made me feel like a stupid ass.” Ditto that, I thought... More >>>