Le péril jeune

Whenever I see these films about youth, youth movements and what moves youth from times past, I ask myself what happened. Where did fire, anger, (intelligent) resistance, 1000 questions, the power of the word before the deed, etc. Go? I know this sounds like the exasperation of an old man, but then so be it. This nostalgic time travel somehow hurts and triggers questions, even though all was certainly not well in those days either. Something has obviously changed massively since the 2000s, namely technology and politics.

Social brutalisation through digital demystification and, here in the film, we are in wonderful France, the cradle of the revolution, the decomposition of our wonderful European culture through the flooding with completely alien origins.

Digressed (but not again), a very clear viewing recommendation and a little insider tip.