Another movie romanticising the relationship between an aged artist and a younger woman; the usual male-gaze reservations apply, and somehow it's more dubious that it's a refugee (Aida Folch) sheltered by a French sculptor (Jean Rochefort) during the Occupation. Shot in that classic-era Blancanieves monochrome, Fernando Trueba's film is initially ravishing to behold. Yet in the absence of much dramatic heft, its complacent beauty soon wears off; set it against Rivette's La Belle Noiseuse, a far more rigorous interrogation of this dynamic, and it's but a lightly shimmering afterthought.