I really do love what Audiard does with his long, moody, tense, gritty, empathetic dramas that nonchalantly make visible some cinematically underrepresented social group. Often this comes together in a taut, beautiful film. Then, there's this. Too much, too scattered, too underdeveloped, all of which is made more disappointing by the film's obvious promise. Definitely not his best. Green-screen socks notwithstanding.
Such realism and coherence in a film that is so eclectic at the same time, alternating between -among other facets- dry, genuine dramatic events and slow, aesthetic visuals and dreamy sequences of reminiscence. Then there's the ambiguous love story of an agressive asshole who's also an amazingly considerate human being and a woman who struggles with the loss of her legs. And the kid on the ice scene? Wow. Loved it!