Robert Bresson (1901-1999)
The utterly unpretentious, authentic way in which Bresson manages to get his actors to play, leaves an indelible memory. Bresson’s films are refreshing and hypnotically-truthful; slow-paced, arresting: they mesmerise.
When I need to ‘re-boot’, I’ll watch one of his films as panacea. Perhaps most memorable for me is Un comdamné á mort s’est échappé ou Le vent souffle où il veut (A Man Escaped) (1956). A writer, Bresson’s screenplays strike directly to what it means to be a human being.
Still from Mouchette (1967)
