J. J. Wright’s review published on Letterboxd:
Handsomely mounted, played well, and makes great use of Duras's distinct prose style in its narration, but the formal elements are more restrained and less experimental than some other Duras adaptations or in her own work. While there are some memorable moments and impressive sequences, they are couched in a borderline dead-feeling, stuffy framework that plays the uncertainty of wartime as just that rather than as a damning ambiguity. It feels slightly mismatched, the imagery and plotting not quite fitting with either the poetic or intellectual aspects of Duras's language. It makes me feel like a teacher, wanting to circle those moments where things really worked—use of selective focus/point-of-view, a couple of tracking shots, the occasional nearly-abstract use of darkness/night—and write "MORE LIKE THIS" in red pen.