Review of Claire’s Knee (1970)

Seen in 2017.

The servants of this film’s annoying upper-class twits are less visible than Maud’s Spanish maid in Rohmer’s previous film, My Night at Maud’s (1969). The acting is more wooden, with trivial attempts at psychoanalysis and an even more trivial plot. It’s pretty, but its understanding—and visualization—of longing are oversold.

moving picture fiction