With every new Bresson film I see I continue to be more impressed with his work, and Mouchette is my favorite so far. For starters, it's his most tightly directed film, but also his most emotional. It's a piercing scream of pain and injustice, and total desperation. The attention to detail is as usual stunning, the images lyrical. But it's the face of Nadine Nortier that will haunt me forever. Transcendent.