In 1978, thanks to an effusive blurb by Andrew Sarris in the Village Voice, I went to see Celine and Julie Go Boating at the 8th St. Playhouse in Greenwich Village and my life changed forever.
I have never successfully penetrated any other of his works, but the mark that Celine and Julie Go Boating left on me was profound and joyous. No other film has had that effect on me. The rapture of watching this movie only increases over the years. It is only comparable to my return visits to Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass, both of which influenced Rivette’s masterpiece.
Thank you, M. Rivette.