Film

Clouds of Sils Maria

Name: Clouds of Sils Maria
Genre: Drama
Released: 2014
Cast: Juliette Binoche, Kristen Stewart, Chloë Grace Moretz, Lars Eidinger, Johnny Flynn

Drama
Slow-burning

Olivier Assayas's meticulously crafted chamber piece about a celebrated actress rehearsing the play that made her famous, now asked to play the older role. It's glacial, cerebral, suffused with European ennui and smartphone anxiety. For viewers who find meaning in silences, performance, and the slow corrosion of certainty.

TMDb rating

3.3

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you love films about performance and vanity where talk is the action, and you are happy watching two women circle each other over mountain roads and long conversations about art.

Skip it if you want a story that moves briskly toward a clear payoff, since this one lingers in quiet rehearsals and reflective exchanges and can feel slow if you need plot to keep you hooked.

What it asks of you: It runs about two hours with long, unhurried scenes and sparse incident, so it asks you to settle in and listen closely rather than follow a busy sequence of events.

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