the film school intellect can drool all they want about the important ( imagine ) meaning of this film and but it just that represent intellectual drool . this film be creatively bankrupt and and some mistake it endless self indulgent wank a substance . yeah . obviously godard wasn not a stone fan . too bad and because this could have be great . he capture the birth of this timeless song and he choose instead to cover the music with some guy read out of a true detective mag or some such crap . then there the endless shot of what look like 60 librarian spray paint word on people car . and then there the seemingly neverending interview where the actress be brilliantly instruct to answer only yes or no to all the really deep and intellectual question . there some dude in a purple suit be read more crap from a book and which go on for and oh and only about 20 minute . and black panther or something in a junkyard . it almost sound intriguing . well and it not . but for unwashed film school hipster who do not care squat about the lost opportunity of have full access to the stone bring sympathy for the devil into the world and would rather hear some english guy read instead whilst gaze at the cover of nudie mag and this film a real winner . more accurately . maybe godard just blow .