I actually didn't even mind the excessive reliance on the flashbacks (although I'm sure someone not well-acquainted with the previous films in the series would have a different opinion)... there wasn't anything particularly wrong with revisiting old territory in the context of the divorce... my problem was with the direction of the "plot" itself, which entered into cartoon-ish, obnoxiously romantic territory. And Leaud's Doinel remains as irritating as ever with his continued complete disregard for the feelings of his lovers (the way he throws himself at Colette in the train was downright cringe-worthy). He simply has no redeemable value about him but, at least, the film kinda acknowledges this.
Glad to know that Truffaut recognised that this one was a failure. It doesn't even compare to his earlier, more superior Stolen Kisses and Bed & Board, which, although featured the same character, at least featured some very strong moments in the midst of its cliche-ridden stories, thanks mostly to the character of Christine.
Clear eyes, full hearts, can't lose.
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