An erotic film that nominally plays by convention—woman who rushes into a phase of life she finds she is not ready for comes across a dark, mysterious stranger who can change her life in a night—but so resolutely avoids the aesthetic and narrative arcs of such stories to actually be, y'know, erotic. Denis does not underplay the sense of apprehension, even fear, of someone who realizes how fast they are letting someone in (Shostakovich's 8th quartet is brilliantly revised from political paranoia to romantic terror as this dawns on Lemercier), and even when digging into the seismic effect a stranger can have on a person, she attunes to the quiet, fleeting observations over a bombastic plot. Some may fault it for not being "romantic" as we tend to understand it in film, but VENDREDI SOIR is romantic as it is in the world, with connections that are not overemphasized even as their aftereffects can be great.

It feels like Denis taking a segment from Toute Une Nuit and turning it into its own full story. If that doesn't sound good to you, then I don't know.

Brujería es lo que pasa aquí con la dirección, el montaje, la edición de sonido y la música. Puñetera brujería.

Mágica, literalmente. No tengo idea de si algo de lo qué pasa pueda ser real pero lo cual explicaría muchas cosas, excepto como Claire Denis ha logrado plasmar tan bien ese mundo onírico de sensaciones. Grande.

The Never Ending Marathon - Claire Denis: Part Three.

The dissolve from the lovers kissing into a giant neon "PIZZA" sign is my favorite Denis.

It's hardly the end of the world... or at least Denis understands that it isn't, the connection on display is something near indescribable in terms of words. It's one formed through gestures and glances, perfectly in tune with Denis' filmmaking aesthetics, and as such conveys more than conversation ever could. To see this play out is to see something so real and so dreamlike, while also being neither, all at the same time. But it exists and it happened and that's all that matters.

I just found out that Let the Sunshine in will be playing at the theater by me this weekend (after I was previously told they weren't getting it) so I wanted to watch one more Claire Denis film before then. This is my least favorite of the Denis' films I've watched, but still quite good. Not too much to say on this one, it's light and ethereal, but the final shot still packs a punch.

Even more charming than the first time. Soulful, sensible, with deeply fulfilling imagery. It's such a strong piece of work you can't resist its intensity. Probably going to rewatch it again in a few days, for sure.

but the day breaks instead so you hurry home.
the end of this film just reminded me of David Bowie song “Rock ‘n’ Roll Suicide” so i’m gonna leave it here. 
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beautiful piece of cinema; i really love the moment when they go backward. things just got easier and lives were more quiet. :)

Film after film I fall in love with Claire Denis' cinema more and more.

Poetic. Sensual. Erotic. Subtle.
Full of Denis trademarks.

Julie (Valerie Lemercier) sta per traslocare e decide di uscire in macchina per recarsi da un'amica, rimasta bloccata in un imgorgo dà un passaggio a Jean (Vincent Lindon), presto fra i due nasce una forte attrazione.
Uno dei migliori film di Claire Denis, in cui i cinque sensi dominano lo schermo, in cui i moti dell'animo (come nello splendido, truffatiano, finale) e la levità dello spirito riempiono occhi e cuore.