Patrick Willems’s review published on Letterboxd:
I've now seen Frances Ha three times
The first time I was younger than Frances is in the movie (she's 27). I couldn't stand most of the characters and thought the movie was just okay.
The second time I was 27. By then I had lived through (or was currently living through) much of what Frances does in the movie. I understood these characters now, and watching the movie was a mildly devastating emotional experience. I loved it.
This time I'm older than Frances. Watching it feels like a harrowing flashback to when I was 27 that really isn't far off from my life now. I don't think I've seen another movie that captures this experience of being in your late 20s in New York during this decade and trying to get your shit figured out. I still love it.