Despite the several contemplations of Brigitte Bardot's bottom, and in-joke of film's anti-Hollywood status, it's a really sad tale of woman falling out of love with man (Ulysses).
Rotating shots of statues are incredible. Features Godard's usual relish of music that don't coincide with the action (Georges Delerue), and there's lots of interesting stuff going on. Michel Piccoli and Jack Palance are the men.
Hawks, Hitchcock (quite appropriately, for one of Bazin's 'Hitchcocko-Hawksians') and Rossellini all get visual name checks.
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