man. you made me realize how much i actually loved this movie. its so simple, yet so emotional. i really wish i could see this movie for the first time again.

Wonderful analysis. While Marianne remarks that Héloïse didn’t see her, I feel like she did but did not want to directly look. Marianne took “the poet’s choice” looking back at her past lover while Héloïse took the “lover’s choice”, and not looking back.

Portrait of a Lady was one of the most exceptional films I’ve seen in my 6 decades. So much emotion without a soundtrack or much dialogue. A brilliant film that you’ve addressed well.

Celine left the interpretation of the script to Adele, who compared it to a skier racing down the mountain, knowing where the curves are, plotting the run in your mind. There were two requirements from Celine; that she would close her eyes at some point and end on an inhalation. To fully understand the brilliance of Celine and the absolute mastery Adele has of her craft, here is Celine’s script for the final shot: “There is everything. There is surprise, thrill, a beating heart, anticipation, melancholy, focus, the blush in her cheeks, remembrance, sadness, and her deepening breath. All the behaviors of a woman you used to know well, whom you loved looking at, whom you loved period. But there are also things you never noticed before, maybe because they are novelties like that wrinkle in the corner of her eye, maybe because they are things you could not see before and had to discover for yourself.”

Marianne plays Vivaldi's piece on a harpsichord, not a detuned piano. That's what a harpsichord sounds like. They even hadn't invented pianos at that time yet.

This video is amazing, it’s one of my favorite movies and you articulated perfectly what I love about the ending but couldn’t put on words. Thanks you !!!👏👏👏

Wonderful review that captures the perfection of this final scene.

Amazing video👏🏻👏🏻 Portrait of a Lady on Fire is a flawless masterpiece

Always looking for new feedback on this film and was so happy to find this. Thank you, this is my favorite film and it has never left me, ❤️

Absolutely magnificent and well narrated description, I just watched Close by Lukas Dhont and it brought me all the way back to this same feeling that only Portrait of a Lady on Fire was able to give me.

Thank you for this amazing analysis. I’m breathing a little better tonight.

Great video man ! I definitely need to revisit this film sometime soon ❤

Wonderful video. It captures the mood so well!!!

Your video review is a masterpiece too 👏👏👏👏👏👏

Awesome video! :))

amazing video✨

god i'm so glad i watched this movie.

May I know the background music ‘s title @ name... its nice

1:08 where is this from? why is this shot the creepiest shot ever?

What software do you use please tell

Very thought provoking. But I would suggest that your are misunderstanding, or even inventing an artificial restrain upon, the power of our visual field You do so when you state that unlike language, visualisation cannot take us into the inner domain of another person's sensuous phenomenological reality. There is no need to suppose that. I see no motive or principle or pragmatic or consequential temptation to do so. Not at all. Indeed, to commit that artificial and erroneous constraining, I suggest you have to take too objective, too instrumental, too "useful tool" an attitude to vision. A conception of the visual that is demeaning, cramped and indeed dully masculine and patriarchal and paranoid. Instead, as is revealed potently by synaesthetes, our commonsense folk-psychological and overly masculine propensity towards splitting and partitioning of reality into separate data channels - a hypothesis built upon yet another hypothesis as to both the separateness and completeness of our so called merely 5 senses - that is an illusion. We in fact inhabit an inherently communal and interpersonal and psychically unified "hyper-reality" A hyper-sensuous-domain in which, for instance, our very permeable and womanyl individual perspectives are being run-up, by our divine and transcendental unified female collective consciousness. Even these building blocks of our soi-disant individual egos, are permeated and thrillingly populated by elements that are simultaneously her and me and you. And dynamical psychical structures such as "her feeling this about my thoughts about you". Again, as well discerned by Feud, and in greater detail by the work of explorers such as thomas Metzinger, and as manifested to each of us in our riotous helter-skelter dream worlds, all instances of reality are hyper sensual, and radiate all the power of higher dimensionality sensuous-expression. Hand in hand with this compelling doctrine is the fact that All reality is psychical. All reality can be grasped, as the buddhists would have it, from the "viewpoint of nowhere," and yet already possesses to vary degrees. levels and complexity, the energy of psyche. We women can kiss and embrace and make love with all reality, and it is enchanted and redolent with desires to make love with us. In a full polyphonic and polychromatic polyamorous ecstacy, wi the energies of those much invoked 1000 burning suns! Oh yes indeed.