Documentary looking at how the control of film making in the seventies moved away from producers and the studios and into the hands of now very famous auteur directors.
The first half of this film is the rather typical talking heads format all saying how brilliant and talented everyone was. The second half is much more interesting as it articulates well the decline of the auteurs due to sex, drugs and rock and roll (mostly cocaine) and a considerable number of good films (sometimes) which no one went to see. So ultimately it rather refreshingly acknowledges the talent and the good films, but persuaded that they can make rubbish and that most of them returned to studios and high budget B movies to keep paying the mortgage. Interesting.
The first half of this film is the rather typical talking heads format all saying how brilliant and talented everyone was. The second half is much more interesting as it articulates well the decline of the auteurs due to sex, drugs and rock and roll (mostly cocaine) and a considerable number of good films (sometimes) which no one went to see. So ultimately it rather refreshingly acknowledges the talent and the good films, but persuaded that they can make rubbish and that most of them returned to studios and high budget B movies to keep paying the mortgage. Interesting.