Set in Nantes over the span of a few days, this story of love stories crossing paths, of life teeming with co-incidences and missed chances conveys the spirit of the early French New Wave and the graceful cinema of Max Ophüls.
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Imagine a floating dock with a glass-bottomed wading pool: A tangible sense of depth; a view to an intricate tangle of life, clearly visible, that begs to be explored... But all you get when you're in it is a little bit of splash and maybe a damp hemline. Shallow, and a bit frustrating since it didn't have to be. Plus both Lola and Roland were irritating a.f. Meh. Maybe 'musical w/out the music' just isn't my genre.
The rigid geometry of varying encounters that undergirds the story, like a chaconne, manifests in fact the film's incredible sense of flexible time: time as Möbius strip, where each is each other's past or future self on its way to encounter a mirrored double. The spectral dynamics of reflection & movement constitute for me the film's secret joy, a sort of two-part invention celebrating Heraclitean flux.
Every character in this film has a story and Demy delights in showing the creation of new memories and punctuates them with nods Hollywood where in some cases the genre shifts on a whim. But it ultimately feels like a game of chance, one character gains something and one loses something. Aimee is such a performer she can light up a scene with a few expressions. Masterpiece and a new favorite.