Nick Newman’s review published on Letterboxd:
Semi-impulsively rewatched in a quest for vibes, of which this has pluralities and in spades. Or current discontent just makes me dream of abandoning everything to become a European actor's personal assistant.
Also revisited the conversation I had with Assayas at NYFF that year; pleased to realize eggheaded 21-year-old me was capable of at least one worthwhile thing.
Yes! I know, I know, I know. But you know, it’s my… my brother is a novelist, and he’s a music journalist — he’s a music writer who published this huge dictionary of rock ’n’ roll. So he’s an expert. It’s funny, because once I had a conversation with him. You look at those, like, million bands; ultimately some bands have, like, one song. You have better bands who have two songs, and best case you end up with bands that have, like, three songs. [Laughs] And I thought he had a point, and ultimately it’s something you can adapt to filmmaking. So I’m trying to have… I’m shooting for three songs. You know, it’s variation; it evolves and so on and so forth. But it’s really like I’m trying to follow three parallel tracks. [Laughs]