It turned out to be a haunting, charming contemplation on motherhood, family, lose, and love, all in just a scant 72 minutes.
Ordinarily, I don't like films with kids (too cloying), but damn if the two eight year-old actresses (Josephine Sanz as Nellie and Gabrielle Sanz as Marion, and sisters in real life) don't act like little cutie pies, but instead real children who are open, intriguing, and full of imagination.
And, ordinarily, I don't like films with subtitles, but even my feeble grasp of the French language enabled me to follow most of the sparse dialogue without having to worry too much about keeping up with streaming titles.
And, ordinarily, I don't care for movies with intentional ambiguity and uncertain endings, but somehow writer-director Celine Sciamma easily drew me in, even when most of the time I didn't have a clue to what was imaginative and what was real, much as I vaguely remember so much of what my own childhood was like.
Go see it!