Durst Nora’s review published on Letterboxd:
Part of Brisseau's exploration here has to do with the concept of healing through connection; a mutual understanding of what it means to yearn, eventually getting to a structured view of one's own self. This is a beautiful, beautiful film.
Geneviève honestly makes this thing for me, there's several key moments that are worth dissecting to death (and this already deserves a longer write-up than what I'm giving it), but I just wish Brisseau's visuals matched the graceful thematic core at hand -- a worthy predecessor to The Leftovers.
Its one of those rare films that genuinely comprehends what it means to mourn the past, and most importantly, the courage it takes to move forward.
Can't wait to watch this one to death.