In “See You Friday, Robinson,” Mitra Farahani orchestrates a freewheeling correspondence between Ebrahim Golestan, the Iranian director and writer, and Jean-Luc Godard, who spent 60-plus years reinventing cinema. The playfully profound film connects the pair through word and image, as they exchange emails, putter, and ponder, one in Sussex, England, the other in Rolle, Switzerland.
Farahani marries homebody scenes to a Godardian style of compressed reflections and audiovisual flourishes. Golestan, a retiring figure in a Gothic mansion, puzzles over Godard’s sometimes nutty-sounding koans, which arrive with attachments such as Goya’s “Saturn Devouring His Son,” a clip from the dolphin-dog friendship film “Zeus and Roxanne,” and selfies.
Godard is by turns merry and moody, with intimations of mortality in his ruminations; a touching camaraderie emerges when both men weather hospital visits. Godard’s laundry-draped domesticity is endearing, and his hands-on approach to working with images — watching and making them — remains invigorating.
Golestan, a key figure in Iran’s pre-revolutionary cognoscenti linked to the poet Forough Farrokhzad, yields the perspective of a monumental exile: impressed by Godard but readily skeptical. “It’s fine if he’s saying something brilliant that I don’t get,” he says, musing on Godard’s Christian upbringing and whether he has a female companion. His letters sound more traditionally discursive than Godard’s, suggesting a greater contrast between modernist sensibilities.
With Godard’s recent death, Farahani (who co-produced Godard’s film “The Image Book”) also gives us a fond remembrance, like a drink with an old friend who never stopped thinking onscreen.
See You Friday, Robinson
Not rated. In French and Persian, with subtitles. Running time: 1 hour 36 minutes. In theaters.
