Art is free, shameless, irresponsible [...], the movement is intense, almost feverish; it resembles, it seems to me, a snakeskin full of ants. The snake itself is long since dead, eaten out from within, deprived of its poison; but the skin moves, filled with busy life.
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Paul Vecchiali
N° 140, février 1963
- Guns in the Afternoon de Sam Peckinpah p. 47–50
N° 143, mai 1963
- Procès de Jeanne d’Arc de Robert Bresson p. 35–39
N° 144, juin 1963
- A Taste of Honey de Tony Richardson p. 55–56
N° 145, juillet 1963
- Les Carabiniers de Jean-Luc Godard p. 52–55