brian_d’s review published on Letterboxd:
Hands stretch across the films of Robert Bresson, and they stretch across this film.
I’ve heard it said that Bresson’s films are in the habit of capturing its characters’ journeys, at times aiming to take those characters along spiritual journeys. This animated Jeremy Clapin film also takes its protagonists on journeys that have spiritual resonance.
The fact that one of the journeys taken in I Lost My Body is by a severed hand in no way discredits it as a work of great cinema. That severed hand was once connected to a person, and this film’s deep interest in who that person was and is takes us to remarkable places of discovery.
This film’s use of hands (severed and otherwise) galvanizes us as viewers because we’ve never seen hands used like this in a film before.