For some inexplicable reason, this film won a prize in Berlin and ended up being shown, again for some inexplicable reason, at this festival.
This is the tale of two friends, who come to Paris for a night on the town….when? Now? In the Reagan era, since we hear the President speaking on the soundtrack? Who cares? The only relief is that it is over in a little over an hour.
The film echoes Sartre’s Being and Nothingness and gives a depiction of what some friend’s in France have said is the tenner of the times, i.e., boring. As a Francophiel, I hate to think that’s the case.
I give Atomic Age a 2 out of 5 because I’m feeling generous and the Walter Reade Theater has good popcorn.