A formalist appetite of subtle riches.

Sofia Coppola returns with another clear eyed vision that’s far more low key (and charming) than anything she’s done before.

Bill Murray at his confident best and Marlon Wayans proving once again he’s wasting his talents on the worst movies possible.

Supremely passionate filmmaking mixed with subtle storytelling, Portrait of a Lady on Fire is a searing tale of spiritual awakenings.

Adèle Haemen is the film’s muse.

Each edit, camera movement, & performance is secondary to director Céline Sciamma’s gaze towards Haemen.

It’s a remarkable feeling, one that makes us believe and understand the passion our protagonist has towards her.

Portrait of a Lady on Fire isn’t trying to reinvent the wheel but it does cut far deeper than many films this year.

You have to see it to believe it.

There’s a top tier Julie Andrews performance in this.

This is the kind of movie a cinebro will show you and lecture you about why it’s a masterpiece and then tell you that you are wrong if you think otherwise.

Blake Lively exudes so much Big Dick Energy in this movie that it should be illegal.