Could we just forget for a moment that we are all going to have to build driftwood huts on the beach or live in abandoned boxcars on the plains or find a high branch in the forest…could we just forget the financial meltdown for a minute? I’d rather think about that Danish kid Anna Karina — 68 years old today.
Her face was an icon of sixties beauty and is still an icon to the characters in my novel who regularly reference her. And still an icon to me. Look at Anna play this scene from the Jean-Luc Godard’s essential film from the urban proto-hippie canon, Vivre Sa Vie (1962). If you weren’t there to see it for yourself, it might help you understand the sixties aren’t quite what you thought they were. Or maybe not.
Happy birthday, you groovy Danish French chick.