Goodbye To Language

I'm attaching four stars more out of helplessness than critical acumen, by the way; if the film is beyond language, it's certainly beyond a traditional rating system.

Throughout this enigmatic film's short running time, I couldn't for the life of me make out what Godard was trying to say.

A film that's stuffed with language, its title notwithstanding.

Anyone interested in the possibilities of the moviegoing experience - what can happen in a dark theater - owes it to themselves to say hello to "Goodbye to Language."

At 84, Godard is still looking for new ways to express himself, though he thinks it harder than ever to achieve meaningful interpersonal communication in the information age.

Jean-Luc Godard is the acknowledged mascot, if not master, of intellectual cinema. In "Goodbye to Language 3D" the 84-year-old auteur... reprises his longstanding suspicion that words are worthless.

A particularly painful scene featuring a loud scratchy quill on loud scratchy parchment made my hair and teeth feel very very loose. I think that's what J.L.G wanted, though.

Language is gone. The new cinema has arrived.

The 3-D aside, there is nothing in "Language" that has not been done before and done better.

The film offers a resounding experience for anyone remotely interested in the way we watch movies.

Working in 3-D for the first time, Mr. Godard pushes the envelope and - depending how you look at it - trolls the format for all its worth.

A hugely entertaining and almost entirely inscrutable lark, with a punk rock air of both surrender and rejuvenation.