I can see the point that Varda's trying to make, but her ironic tone was completely lost on me, and thus this film really rubbed me the wrong way. Perhaps I just didn't get it, but I would almost call it misogynistic, were it not directed by a woman. There are some beautiful sequences though (the first date between François and Émilie is rich with colour and imagery and symbolism) and the film looks good, but I didn't particularly enjoy watching it. Just did not appeal to me at all.