Love, defined: soliloquy from Godard's "Alphaville"

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I am not much for Valentine's Day, or most holidays, really. But I love French New Wave cinema and old computers. And Anna Karina. For that reason, I present to you what I believe to be one of the most perfect pieces of motion picture art ever created: Natacha von Braun's soliloquy on love from Jean-Luc Godard's Alphaville.
No matter how many times I watch it, I never tire of this movie. Surrealist emo poetry destroys an IBM mainframe, and a hard-boiled film noir bad guy shoots a bunch of dudes. What's not to love?