It's the bits on the margins of the narrative that make this one special. Some tenderness, humor, music but then also the weight of the oppressive Batala, a great source of sorrow that effects the tenement, renoir's little utopian co-op.
I think Villeneuve is like Nolan; lacks real imagination, totally uninteresting aesthetic, and his foray into more poetic montage is clunky as hell. Fails to leave any impression on me. I thought Amy Adams was great in this tho.