Alain Resnais is a sort of a movie God in this era that whatever be the film he makes it becomes a classic and a sort of avant-garde cult favorite: my expectations of this movie where exactly as high as they could have been given for any other one like Spielberg today -even more than that because Spielberg is too much Hollywood for me-. The questions in theorizes that we ask ourselves what could possibly have been happening inside of the head of the master director of the French cinema named Alain Resnais while he was making this terrible monster of a movie?! Possibly he wouldn't know him selves and that is all the sad thing about it.
Review of Stavisky
