stylistically it's kind of all over the place and has aged rather badly but I still loved it. I love that the main character is morally flawed and that scenes don't really push the plot any further forward, it's more just about building a world that the audience can live in for a couple of hours. You really feel like you're in the apartment.
"When you first arrive in a new city, nothing makes sense. Everythings unknown, virgin... After you've lived here, walked these streets, you'll know them inside out. You'll know these people. Once you've lived here, crossed this street 10, 20, 1000 times... it'll belong to you because you've lived there. That was about to happen to me, but I didn't know it yet."
The beautiful agony and angst of those transitional years. Beautiful, sexy, endearing, enthralling film. Perhaps a glimpse of how wonderful Europe could be if fuelled by the exuberance and openness of youth rather than getting bogged down with old grey bureaucracy.
Hearing the same 1-minute segment of "No Surprises" during at least three different portions of the film got a bit old, but I did like the interaction of cultures and languages. Had I been in that apartment I'd have been doggedly pursuing Soledad and not Anne-Sophie.