Une Femme est Une Femme (1961) #FranceOnFilm Blogathon

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Hello, my darling readers! I hope you all had a fantastic holiday season.

Here we are, January, and with over 50 films covered for my France on Film Blogathon event, my hostess duties will keep me busy January 8-9, so I am posting my submissions early!

Please be sure to visit my blog January 8^th and 9^th when the party officially commences!

Since we’re discussing French cinema for Day One: I selected Jean-Luc Godard’s Une Femme est Une Femme, because the film exemplifies everything I think of when I think of a French romance.

Let’s face it, France has a bit of a reputation for having a less rigid definition of a relationship.  In the Mexican film La Nave de Los Monstruos, two women were interested in the same man, and his response? “We’re not French”. In The Women when Meg Ryan accepts her husband’s philandering ways Annette Bening asks, “since when are you French?”

Films like Belle de Jour reinforce the American mindset that French people have a relaxed attitude toward a committed relationship. Une Femme est Une Femme stars the charming and lovely Anna Karina, the epitome of French femininity. Directed by her husband Jean-Luc Godard, the film mirrors his attempt to define his wife.In the overall scope of Godard’s films, Une Femme est Une Femme (A Woman is a Woman) rarely receives the academic attention given to his other films. It seems to lack the cinematic importance of his later works, having no groundbreaking photography, only slightly experimental imagery, and a very simple plot.

Une Femme est Une Femme is often described as “Godard’s salute to the American musical”. The plot follows Angéla (Anna Karina), a stripper who wants “to be in a musical comedy with Cyd Charisse and Gene Kelly”(don’t we all?). Angéla wants a baby, but her boyfriend Émile (Jean-Claude Brialy) does not. He pushes her toward his best friend Alfred (Jean-Paul Belmondo) who is willing to assist Angéla.

I selected this film because it is an ideal film for newcomers to Godard. It is a genre film a musical comedy, its format is familiar, yet it is a Godard film, therefore, an unusual musical. When we watch genre films like musicals, westerns, and film noir, we watch with an expectation of plotlines and outcomes.

But, what happens when that doesn’t happen?

American audiences have a long rich love affair with France. Films like Funny Face and An American in Paris reinforce the idea in the American psyche that France is a quaint, charming country, it’s Disneyland for the romantics.

In Une Femme est Une Femme, France is neither romantic nor ideal. Godard never shows the Eiffel Tower, the Champs-Élysées, or the Seine. 

The streets are gray, dreary, and strewn with trash and rubble. This is “authentic Paris” because Une Femme est Une Femme is a neorealist musical. We see Paris through Godard’s eyes, not the lens of an American musical, this is not  “La Vie en Rose”.

Then the musical gets interesting because it is not a musical in the traditional sense, there are no musical numbers, per se. In a traditional musical, the scene’s climax is told in song, but that does not happen. Do not misunderstand my meaning, it is not like watching Pygmalion when we are used to My Fair Lady. There it is no dialogue in lieu of a musical moment.

There are moments no one would expect in a musical. For example, as Angéla down the street an ideal moment for a solo number establishing the main character, then the film’s sound cuts out.

Or an argument conducted in complete silence, Angéla and her boyfriend Émile use only book titles to communicate.

Another moment ideal for a charming song and dance duet between Angéla and Alfred becomes a posing contest. No actual dancing.

Her strip routine is the only moment when Angéla sings. The music surges and we expect a musical number, something saucy and Moulin Rouge-esque. Then the music cuts, and the camera pans in for an extreme close-up. We do not see anything other than her face as she sings a capella. Interestingly, her weak singing and fragile performance seem very intimate. Her song feels like an invasion of privacy, revealing much more than had we seen the strip routine.

When filmmakers betray our expectations, we are forced to question the material.

Godard uses the backdrop of Angéla’s baby mania to ask the audience “What is a woman?” The title is a circular statement saying A Woman is a Woman adds no value to the question, and the only answer Godard can give.

Angéla is a stubborn petulant pretty doll, who wants to live in a musical and hates modern women “because they want to be men”. She weeps because she cannot be two images in Chagall painting, she plays with Alfred’s emotions to get to Émile.

In this non-musical musical, while clearly a romance with comedic moments, the actors keep asking, “is this a tragedy or a comedy?” the film is tinged with nostalgia for what cannot be, whether it is the Hollywood vision of France or an ideal romance.

So, what is the point of a musical without musical numbers? Why leave the audience unsatisfied?

Heavily rooted in Brecht’s Epic Theater (which dear reader, you know I love to write about endlessly) and Antonin Artaud’s Theater of Cruelty, Godard’s films purposely distance the audience from the actors. Godard’s films distrust the soporific effects of cinema. The actors break the fourth wall and bow to the audience before they argue.  Godard deliberately transgresses the Hollywood tradition, using cinema as a platform for social dialogue.

By not adding the music, he opens a dialogue with the audience he forces us to consider and reconsider the film’s ultimate question, “What is a woman?”

My feminist self would love to have massive issues with Angéla, but I don’t have any issues. Godard does not understand women, but it is not a willful misunderstanding, as a filmmaker, he is trying desperately to understand his wife. He clearly loves her because she is a woman, he just does not know what she is. Angéla is feminine, beautiful, and dressed in bright colors amidst a gray landscape. She is determined and willful. She is an idealized woman.

She is a woman the way Godard sees her: mysterious, illogical, and alluring Une Femme est Une Femme.

Godard does not provide answers, only shows the audience what he sees, and while his lens is idealized, it is not insulting. It is merely a young man’s attempt to define a woman by what he sees.

But for a film that invites much intellectual discourse,  it remains a delightfully charming and entertaining film, I highly recommend it.

À bientôt, mes amis, see you January 8 and 9!

Vive La #FranceOnFilm!