"This film," wrote its creator, Jean Cocteau, "has for a plot the manner in which life charges itself with the nourishment of dreams. Further, my own life is necessarily reflected and interpreted therein, though it is unintentional. Neither head, nor tail, but a soul." The film, Cocteau's last (1959), is an exquisite mixture of dream and nightmare images, an attempt, fully realized, to live and communicate a world that is, in Cocteau's words, "truly mine and . . . beyond time." In French with subtitles.
By Don Druker