The cinema itself is voyeuristic in nature, but I'm not sure I've seen a film that deals with the topic this... directly. In the hands of a lesser director this could have been a very creepy film, but under Leconte's hand (he's quickly become a new favorite) it's quite the tender, romantic, and tragic fable. Also, I'm in love with Sandra Bonnaire <3 I don't know how anyone could not be.
Such an odd film. Beautiful in parts, and in others it feels outdated and overly and unrealistically romantic. I found it hard to believe the parts as some felt over acted and dispelled belief. I initially came to this film due to Roger Eberts 'Great' classification of this film. But i am feeling like something is lacking. Perhaps this film is too bleak for me. Well shot but a difficult film and reality it portrays.