Bye Bye Love

Concurrently an ode to the 60s while a piece of truly progressive 70s queer cinema, beautiful in appearance and ethos. Bye Bye Love documents hope, not necessarily its death, but its departure from culture. Hope becomes internalised as the world moves on like aeroplanes into dusk and bodies into the sea. There's a dismantling of the past not only in a cultural sense but a filmic one also. The comparisons to Godard's Pierrot le Fou are many, reframing its self destruction as exterior. One cannot die by their own hand in Bye Bye Love. Unfortunately, my copy looked like a live action PS1 cutscene, but the film still excelled visually and I imagine a higher quality viewing would further enhance this. A stunning film with astounding depth.