Quatre nuits d'un rêveur

Arguably the best night scenes ever put on celluloid? Bresson goes full dreamer mode by crafting such an effortlessly seductive realm of constant yearning, desperation and, more importantly, unbound imagination. The use of repetitive, mirrored, walking shots and diegetic music (recorded and live) feels so mysterious, yet so revealing. Favorite moments: Jacques listening to his recorded voice saying Marthe and seeing her name everywhere -- on a boat, on a store window. I was obsessed with this Dostoiévski story -- and platonically in love with a friend, of course -- during my college years and, wow, I'm glad (am I? really?) I didn't watch this film back then -- otherwise I wouldn't be here today writing this review.