Len Fearnside’s review published on Letterboxd:
For the first fifteen minutes or so I had no idea what the hell was going on, but as I started to get a feel for what Carax was doing here, I fell in love with every crazy, surreal moment. There is no way I even came close to catching all of the references Carax made, but that's ok because I didn't feel like I lost anything from the film by not doing so. Watching Lavant's character travel from appointment to appointment was mesmerizing and as a treatise on acting, it was absolutely brilliant.
Funny, awkward, disturbing, and insightful all at the same time. Not a film for everyone, or for many people to be honest, but a fascinating ride for those who can endure a plotless dreamlike ride of a film. Definitely one I will be re-watching to capture all that I missed in my first wondrous ride through the streets of Paris.