For the life of me, I could not begin to explain what the fuck this movie is about. Perhaps director Leos Carax likes making his audience feel stupid? The only other film of his I've seen is the hysterical (in the bad sense) and pretentious
Pola X. I should've known this would be an arty ordeal. Is this film about divine providence? About fate? About identity? About the nature of acting? About movies? About an hour too long? Carax once again attempts to grasp at some universal truth and instead produces a fistful of hot air.
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