The loosely guided performances are often slack, and the thin depiction of daily life lessens the power of fantasy, yet Rivette's fretful view of the dangers of stories is, in effect, a self-portrait as a cinephile on the verge of hallucination. The two women's lust for real-world companionship, their need for vicarious heroism, and their trip through the labyrinths of repressed memories come across as the director's job description.
Richard Brody
December 11, 2015