Vagabond ★★★★

In a way, this is also a film about gleaning. What I've always liked best about it is the sense of desolation that pervades each scene and setting. Oppressive grey skies, and fields filled with dying produce. A series of bleak winter days. It opens with our protagonist in a ditch - and, though the structure of the film is certainly dispassionate in the way it carefully tracks the moment leading up her death, she is portrayed with warmth rather than viewed out of morbid curiosity. This is partially the genius of Sandrine Bonnaire, whose performance is frighteningly life-like, and partially a result of Varda's willingness to show her interacting with all walks of life in all kinds of different places. It's enough to break your heart when the film ends exactly as it began.