Dubheasa Harte’s review published on Letterboxd:
What struck me most this time around was the reflections. So often, furtive or yearning glances are reflected in mirrors or captured on windows with obfuscating smoke or distorting street lights and neon signs. This technique perfectly evokes the longing that Therese feels for Carol and ultimately, the reverse, when the dynamic transforms in the film's latter stages.
Anyway, when I saw this on opening day nearly four years ago (!) and emerged a changed person, it immediately became an all-timer. Now, on this, my fifth viewing, I love it even more than I thought possible.