Humane people don't start revolutions, they start libraries. And cemeteries.
The above quote isn't from this stirring work but rather a film Notre Musique -- which I happen to love and find pertinent if not vital on these days. The capture of Kirkuk has blessed me with a mouthful of ash. I feel ever defeated.
This is a brilliant view on a difficult period in the Godard oeuvre: 1968-1980. I find some of the analysis effervescent and some of it bullshit. I appreciate the end of chapter interviews with Godard where the director leaps clear of the ideological baggage and bracketing which MacCabe wants desperately to ascribe to the auteur.
I imagine this will be sought soon as the entire Groupe Dziga Vertov finds its way to retail.