(Sixth post in the A to Z Challenge)
Good criticism is somewhat rare. Even more rare is those who can build upon the criticism to create something new. French films mostly exist in the current consciousness as epitomes of the "pretentious" art film. Our films no longer favor chaos, introspection, disjointedness or silences. Some of the criticism is justified, but much of it is lazy, a criticism that cannot be made of the French New Wave filmmakers of the 50s and 60s.
They didn't like what they saw out there, so they created new and cheaper ways to do things. First they watched. Then they studied. Then they restudied. Then they wrote. Then they revolutionized.
They shot on the streets, with natural sounds, because they didn't have studios and couldn't afford a crew. They used lighter cameras, natural lighting and more aggressive editing. They turned a lack of resources into creative muses. (Abundance has an odd manner of feeding mediocrity.)