À Nos Amours

À Nos Amours ★★★★★

A film that is able to locate/articulate the ever-shifting point from which desire is spawned, teased, consummated, then converted into either indifference or repulsion. The attention to medium/art form in each scene is really fascinating (eg a discussion about the difficulty of crafting dialogue leads into a scene of a nude drawing class, leads into the scene where Suzanne slips in her affinity for Bonnard) — like falling in love, you leave your clues and pray they’ve been hinting theirs (and where they don’t, you invent), you spend hours on just three lines...then forget about it and move on to the next one.