Agnes Varda carries on the French trend in the 60's with an obscure movie that looks at life in an almost existential way from the perspective of Cleo. While intriguing in some parts, and just slow in others plays out it reminds me too much of some other French movies from that decade to be really one I would choose as a go to again to watch. It definitely was reminiscent of Breathless, and even Belle De Jour makes me reflect a bit in comparison to this. Unlike Breathless though, it's a little easier to make a connection to Cleo as we get more inside her head and worries at what she believes is her impending doom.
Summary: We meet Cleo at 5 in the afternoon as she awaits test results from her doctor that she believes will be cancer, mostly from the reading of tarot cards that begin the movie. After leaving there we see her wondering the streets in France, chatting with a woman who is her caretaker, and meeting a man that she seems to be falling for even though he is soon to be deployed to Algeria. In those 2 hours we will find out where Cleo's life might be heading and if she her results will really lead to a result of cancer.
