Borne Back Ceaselessly into the Past: Je t’aime, je t’aime (1968)

Time Travel

“You don’t seem to care.”
“No. What else can happen to me?”

Upon leaving the hospital after a failed suicide attempt at the start of Alain Resnais’s 1968 film Je t’aime, je t’aime, Claude Ridder (Claude Rich) is confronted by two strange men who ask him to get in their car and travel to the Crespel Research Center, a mysterious facility they freely admit that no one has ever heard of, located some thirty miles away. “Let’s go,” he replies indifferently, despite having no idea what they want with him. What initially appears to be a kidnapping or some other crime turns out to be something far more unusual: They want to use Claude as a guinea pig in a time travel experiment.

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Blind Spot Series: Last Year at Marienbad (1961)


At a luxurious, baroque hotel, a man (Giorgio Albertazzi) confronts a woman (Delphine Seyrig) and claims that they were acquainted last year at Frederiksbad. When she says that she’s never been to Frederiksbad, he acknowledges that it might have been Karlstadt or Marienbad or Baden-Salsa, or even the very room where they’re now talking, and it’s also possible that it happened more than a year ago. Still, he insists that it’s true and tells her everything he remembers about their time together, about the way she looked and their surroundings and the conversations they had and the plans they made. She, meanwhile, keeps denying that she recalls any part of it.

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Blind Spot Series: Hiroshima mon amour (1959)


A French actress (Emmanuelle Riva) making a movie in Hiroshima meets a Japanese architect (Eiji Okada), and the two begin an affair. With both of them happily married to other people and the woman about to return to Paris, it seems destined to be short-lived, yet the man thinks they have something special. He wants to pursue a relationship; she refuses. Her reasons, as she gradually reveals, are tied to a past that haunts her and that, nevertheless, she dreads forgetting.

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