Eva Zee’s review published on Letterboxd:
"I'm a communist. I don't drink Coca-Cola."
"What do you know about hookers? I respect them. It's a job."
The alternately ecstatic and repulsive last gasp of youth before entrance into a lifetime of subjugating oneself to power. Like many of Denis' films, often little more (and nothing less) than a catalogue of ways of being touched.