Pierrot le fou
is a 1965 French film directed by Jean-Luc Godard, starring Anna Karina and Jean-Paul Belmondo. The film is based on Obsession, a novel by Lionel White. Pierrot, a unhappily married man escapes his boring society after being fired from the broadcasting station and travels from Paris to the Mediterranean Sea with his ex, Marianne, a girl chased by hit-men from Algeria. Using another person’s car, they lead an unorthodox life on the excuse that the authorities would not be able to chase them with the car plate since its not theirs.
Jean-Luc Godard, as usual, is a madman with his films. Coming up with unexpected endings, like the classic scenes of Pierrot killing Marianne and her lover and the suicide using dynamites. Till the end, Jean-Luc Godard played the character in such a simple yet silly way as it portrays how humanity is like Pierrot, doing what we do not mean and end up in regrets. So i wonder as i watched the film, what if I was the one writing this story? Would it be different? Yes, I would choose to write the opposite of what exactly happened. I always do.
This is what inspired me to write down this short story where Pierrot did not kill them, instead, they gained the upper hand and allows the story to repeat itself. This time, with Pierrot’s id.
The Other Way
I looks into her eye. Blue, dangerously blue.
Her facial muscle twitched, managing a smile.
” I am sorry, Pierrot. Love can never last.” Marianne whispered into my ears. The door creeks open and he was standing there. Who’s he? I don’t know. The incessant buzzing and throbbing pain was all I felt.
Car. Us. Money.
Wait! Nothing came out my mouth as I struggle to speak the word. She stood up, gave a peck on his face. “Bonjour amore” “Bonjour bébé”
No. Not my id.
He bent down, his eyes the same as hers.
“This will come in handy, bébé.” he spoke in french accented english as he picked up my id and sniggered.
As an add on, I would like to point out and applaude the cinematography of Jean-Luc Godard. He used a lot of different shots to capture the emotions of Pierrot and Marianne, however, the one that stood out the most was:
This had such a impact on me as it was a front close up shot and it was as if they were doing it to me, almost a 3D experience!
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About the author: Shannen is a lover of films especially musicals and yearns to be in one someday. She might not sing, she might not dance but what for? There’s IMAGINATION~