Varda’s Jacquot de Nantes is a biopic, but that label carries connotations that a film like this doesn’t deserve. While it does detail elements of Demy’s life, particularly when he came to fall in love with cinema, it flows with a more obvious love between its director and her beau. Each detail is beautifully crafted, interweaving documentary footage, ‘classical’ biopic scenes, and clips from Demy’s later films seamlessly. This, I suppose, is the difference in creating a biopic of someone you are an expert in opposed to creating one for someone you know intimately. Varda’s understanding of her late husband seeps through every scene, and her feeling is best communicated in her own, often poetic, narration throughout. With warmth before and behind the lens, Jacquot de Nantes makes for easy, nostalgic viewing, but does so without sacrificing an inch of its integrity.