Quickly: Earlier this year we mourned the passing of the great cinematographer William Lubtchansky
, the backwards-looking eyes of the French New Wave in winter. I praised then, as I will at every opportunity, Lubtchansky's sleek-gorgeous, grainy-intimate black-and-white work with Philippe Garrel, especially the trancelike, gorgeous post-'68 flashback Regular Lovers
, a movie about a hopeful, charismatic generation turning inwards and disintegrating, shot through with heartbreaking glamour and very personal nostalgic reflection. It plays this very night at the 92Y Tribeca, as part of a weekend Lubtchansky tribute
—put together by curator and L critic Miriam Bale
—also featuring some woozy Rivette.