I have never seen a Garrel film untouched by grace, and A Burning Hot Summer is no exception.
Garrel's work is indebted to silent cinema style, but his recent films have shown a real flair for dialogue too.
Here and elsewhere you linger in moments that, like memories and dreams, can feel severed from storybook time.
| Original Score: 3/5
A Burning Hot Summer wisely knows when and how to surgically slice directly to the bone. It's a bad romance of the highest order.
| Original Score: 4/5
Although Angèle's religious faith and Frédéric's belief in luck seem like strained attempts at adding heft to the material, the film nevertheless works up a potent dramatic restlessness...
Though shot in swanky color, the film retains the alternately trying and invigorating starkness of the director's recent, black-and-white efforts.
While I have to acknowledge Garrel's skill, the film, which actually has its compelling moments, falls somewhat flat.
| Original Score: 2/4
"A Burning Hot Summer" failed to persuade me of any reason for its existence.
There are spirited moments, notably Angèle's torrid dance with another man at a party. But the film's observations are surprisingly retrograde, even absurd.
| Original Score: 1.5/4
The Louis Garrel character's mixture of self-containment and alleged possessiveness over his wife fails to convince, if not to irritate.
This existential-romantic roundelay barely simmers, and certainly doesn't scorch.