It is a film who I like . For cinematography, for Victor Lindon, for good intentions, for fragmented story, for the noble effort to give portrait not of a life or period but of the spirit of a fight. It is not Camille Claudel but a version, at first sigh rude and not easy to accept , of the self definition of Auguste Rodin. A story of love but not only. A sort of testimony in obvious manner. So, I like it.
Review of Rodin
