This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
There is a moment in the last few minutes of the film where Cleo and Antoine are sitting on a bench in the garden outside her doctor’s. They are deciding where to go next, whether to stay or go, and Cleo softly remarks: “on à tout les temps” (“we have time”). Suddenly, the frame cuts to a wide shot, and we see the beauty of the garden expand before them. The two of them sit there in silence, unmoving, gazing…
