Shot in shadowy black-and-white, its first 20 minutes feature Balibar singing a song on stage portentously called Torture which was what it was like to listen to her.
It's a ravishing bit of pure cinema, and a litmus test for the viewer's capacity to withstand the director's exacting formalism.
| Original Score: 3/4
A film dreamily in love with the equally inspiring and tedious work of art.
| Original Score: B
It's good aesthetic stuff.
| Original Score: A-
Call it the Passion of Jeanne: Accompanied for much of the movie by a single reverb-heavy guitar and a snare drum, Balibar demonstrates a carefully calibrated lack of affect and a voice as smoky as a carton of Gitanes.
as much a startling study of musical composition as it is a stoic, sublime ode to cinema love.
| Original Score: 4/5
Ne Change Rien is about the work, the mix of inspiration and hard labor that performers draw on from moment to moment, an alchemical event that cinema rarely shows.
Coffee-table art book meets musical documentary in this enormously satisfying endeavor.
Balibar's dreamy voice (I'm reminded of Billie Holiday) is complemented by Costa's hypnotic camera work. The result is a visual and aural delight.
| Original Score: 3.5/4