Jean-Claude Rousseau Movies

Jean-Claude Rousseau's Jeune femme à sa fenêtre lisant une lettre is not only his first medium-length film, but a chance to discover...

An except of verse by Racine is used as the title of Jean-Claude Rousseau’s last film, in order to make us aware. Aware of what? That it is...

Thirty-five years after "Keep in Touch", Jean-Claude Rousseau’s filmmaking returns to the city of Carl Andre and Hollis Frampton. It’s...

Experimental short film by Jean-Claude Rousseau

Around Lake Como, a voyage interrupted by a series of brief, successive stops, as fleeting as musical phrases. Someone enters and leaves a telephone...

A journey to Kyoto. In late autumn, as the maple leaves turn red, city dwellers cross paths in the shaded walkways of the Imperial Park.

Sous un ciel changeant. Jean-Claude Rousseau uses his signature black frames to create Durasian elisions between painterly, Corot-conjuring tableaux.

In a darkened room a dark figure holding numerous flickering candles walks towards the camera. The single frame, however, keeps the secret of the...

«301» is the number of a hotel room, in which Rousseau is waiting for something - or someone. The camera insistently studies a picture on...

A journey to Kyoto. From the temple’s highest terrace visitors have a view of the city in the distance, under the changing sky.

A structuralist work composed of static, long-duration shots of Roman ruins and architectural details, all filmed on Super 8. The film operates...

"if he leaned out the window, if he did that movement, if he risked to fall or to drop the camera, if he leaned to fall, then he would see and it...

After Faibles Amusements and Contretemps, this is the third film in a triptych mischievously entitled Three Time Nothing, probably a discreet homage...

Experimental short film by Jean-Claude Rousseau

L'Appel de la forêt follows the call of nature, but, as it is always the case with Jean-Claude Rousseau, in the form of an image. At first...

My films are like that: in a room, but looking out onto an open sky. [...] I can’t really say it except to repeat that Bresson note,...