John Anderson in NYT on Agnès Varda, who passed away on Friday:

'“She was a person of immense talent, but also enormously thoughtful,” said Mr. Kline of Boston University. “When you look at some of the films you might think they were more spontaneous than thought out. A film like ‘Cléo,’ for instance, you might have said, ‘O.K., she just follows Cléo around Paris,’ but the film is extremely beautifully imagined and thought out beforehand.”

In “Vagabond,” an 1985 film in which Sandrine Bonnaire plays a woman who is found dead and whose life is recounted, often in documentary style, “the traveling shots in the film are always ending, and each subsequent shot beginning, on a common visual cue,” Mr. Kline said. “It makes you look at film in a completely different way.”'

Read the article here.

There are not that many movies that left me such and intense and devastating impression as "Vagabond" (1985). The price of uncompromising freedom is freezing to death, probably a price too high to pay, but Agnès Varda made clear that the alternatives can equally be devastating.

It's a movie that shaped my thinking, that reconciled me with a certain amount of loneliness, and it made me realize that we can always stop being a social animal and become a lonely hunter.