in a constant state of rebranding
"I'd like to tell stories about feelings"
"I prefer to call them feelings"
This reads like something of a treatise for Mouret, whose previous structural musings on the psychology of love, desire, and fatalism reach their union. These stories repeat in his cinema as he is able to approach them with more wisdom, the ability to explore from additional angles — these are mines full of truth, and no one else is as equipped to understand the complexities of human relations this comprehensively. This film solidifies him as the modern Lubitsch.
"At the time, it felt like the most important thing in the world." — Vincent Gallo
In my first log I called the film brutal, and now in my third I think that word doesn't do the film justice: it's quite clearly the saddest film I've ever seen. Everything about the film is sad, every frame of it radiates an intense feeling of pain. As I've often described to my brother during our many conversations about the film, I think…