Film

La Belle Noiseuse

Name: La Belle Noiseuse
Genre: Drama
Released: 1991
Cast: Michel Piccoli, Emmanuelle Béart, Jane Birkin, Marianne Denicourt, David Bursztein

Drama
Slow-burning

Rivette's four-hour masterpiece is a hypnotic portrait of artistic obsession and the violent intimacy between creator and muse. Michel Piccoli gives one of cinema's greatest performances as an aging painter awakening from dormancy, rediscovering his gift through a young woman's body and presence. It's meditative, sensual, occasionally brutal—a film that moves like paint drying and grips like a fever dream.

TMDb rating

3.7

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you find the slow, physical business of making a picture as absorbing as the picture itself, and you are happy to watch hands, charcoal and pauses unfold for minutes at a time.

Skip it if you need plot momentum or a story that moves forward, because very little happens here beyond the studio, the sitter and the arguments about what to paint.

What it asks of you: Nearly four hours at a deliberate pace, with long stretches of silent concentration and real patience for process; the rewards arrive slowly and on its own terms.

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