Noah Thompson’s review published on Letterboxd:
There's no point talking about these things.
I know I already used the "watching paint dry" descriptor with La Belle Noiseuse, but it also fits here in its own way, of course. Somewhat feels like saying you've watched the Moby Dick of movies. (A movie you hear a lot of talk about, but one that it seems like not many people have actually experienced, the material and the runtime being too daunting.) I am certain this isn't remotely the first "slow cinema" feature, but it has to be the most famous and acclaimed, right? General thoughts on it are that I am very glad I watched it, I "liked" it, and I am uncertain if I will ever want to or need to watch it again. The arthouse milf experience. Delphine Seyrig has notable screen presence doing the most mundane things around the house you can imagine, and that's entirely the point. You get the lull of your daily tasks, and there's some sort of climaxing desire for things to be different in some way. There's these small happenstances that build up, and then of course, you get to the ending that I don't want to remotely spoil. It works well, and for certain is the thing that will linger with me the most after having seen it. Another notable movie to check off the list, that's what I can say for sure.