Before declaring "End of Cinema" in "Weekend", Jean-Luc Godard made this utterly fascinating and engrossing meditation on the modern consumer lifestyle. "Her" is Juliette, a married housewife that turns to prostitution to bring in money so she can buy the newest dresses, and also the modernizing Paris of the 1960s. You won't find the postcard landscapes of the Eiffel Tower or the Champs-Elysee in Godard's political and philosophical tract that takes issue with the suburbanizing of Paris with huge apartment buildings, perfectly captured by Raoul Coutard's always stunning cinematography. Also in the film: attacks on the US in Vietnam (Juliette's son's dream) and relations between men and women, and an exploration of alienation and the struggle for meaning in the (then) changing world of 1966. This might sound boring--me, I eat it up. As previously mentioned, this is one of Godard's last films before temporarily abandoning classical filmmaking, and his frustration with the confinements of cinematic form result in pushing the boundaries of narrative film. There's very little story, but the movie is filled with thoughts and meanings, and is one of the most personal films made by a director.