shivansh

Petite Maman

Oh my heavens, I think this is it. This is the movie I’ve been looking for all my life. A perfect depiction of incurable sadness, guilt, and coping. So now it’s time for a long review, because I don’t bother writing one unless i have that gut feeling that it will truly be worth it. So, here goes nothing: To start off, it’s a beautiful film. Again great emphasis on the word beautiful. Everything about it feels magical, from the direction and setting to the atmosphere and lighting. I can’t really put into words exactly how I felt after watching it because it’s simply overwhelming, especially the scene where the ending revelation happens and how they both act toward each other. The whole plot could just be a dream, but even if it is, it’s the most beautiful dream she will ever have. It’s such a simple story on the surface, but underneath it carries this deep, almost unspoken understanding of grief, memory, and childhood. I don’t think it tries to overwhelm me, but somehow it still did. I was holding my emotions back. I just wish it lasted longer. Céline Sciamma is so, so good at this kind of tender, soft storytelling with that quiet, meditative pacing. It doesn’t feel like a typical magical story at all, more like a memory or a dream you’re slowly remembering. A kind of fairytale where even the most fantastical parts feel familiar, like small, sweet quirks of childhood. I don’t think I’ve ever smiled this much while watching a film. It feels like a warm hug hidden inside a movie. And that line, “you didn’t invent my sadness”, like how could you even come up with something sooo deep like this. Its like a dagger through my fucking heart. This shit straight up melted my heart, but not in a simple way, made me question what it really means to say sorry, goodbye, and “it’s okay.” ??? Céline made tenderness feel precise, where comfort exists alongside something unresolved and what a perfect execution by the cast. Hats Off! Honestly, big fan of whatever the french are doing with cinema. - love, shivansh

breakfastcowl

Petite Maman

Not much to do but sit there bundled on the couch, head in hand, and sighing as waves of the past crest and fall upon distant shores

jenny🧿

Petite Maman

i always end up a sobbing mess after watching a movie about a mother and daughter relationship

Licenciado Mxje

Petite Maman

Happy Birthday, Celine.