More Claire Denis, who probably couldn't make a bad film even if she tried. Here she has created another fine slice, an individual film that is not her very best but is still a cut above, in many ways, the vast majority.
Another reticent piece, with minimal dialogue, in many ways this is a movie of moods. The initial ambivalence to identify of the camera mirrors our lead's emotional state, but soon enough we come to understand them, their quietness, their feelings, in all the glory.
This film is a meditation on relationships, connection, and quite literally wondering if there is 'anything better out there'. This is expertly told, in a restrained manner, by the ambivalence we are invited to feel about the character of Jean, who is cleverly framed at the outset from solely the female lead's perspective.
This is a film about relationships and the body. The physicality is charming, it adds to the dreamy mood of the piece. Denis has found some camera tricks, which she doesn't need, in fact they can be a little distracting. She is at her best with the blurry outlines of the Paris night, and the hopes of our lead to find these.
The film has no great pace, but roles around in its spherical notion nicely. A tender film, an interesting addition to the impeccable Denis canon.
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