Godard’s woman is beautiful, intelligent, a force of nature to be reckoned with. Tragically enough, her life is irreconcilable with a society that will never grant her a will of her own.
In the throes of a modernity that promises women opportunity, her possibilities are still limited by her usefulness as an object of satisfaction. Nana’s objectification is twofold: firstly by the men who exploit her body for pleasure and secondly by the viewer who indulges in her misery for entertainment.
Funnily enough, I believe Godard is a feminist.
