Lawrence Garcia’s review published on Letterboxd :
Original review here
Is it just me, or does it seem like Assayas is having so much more fun than most directors working today? Second viewing confirmed everything I liked about the film, even if it wasn't that much more revealing. Interlude of Val (Stewart) driving back from the party gave me flashbacks to the Irma Vep necklace burglary (which is just the best), as did Val's [spoiler] before the Maloja Snake arrives. The entire film is so rife with ideas and interplay that it's difficult to tell where art ends and life begins, which is precisely the point. And even if it's less intuitive than one would like, with explicit conversations within the film on its very subjects, the discussion itself is pretty darn great.