Part of the movie’s punch can be chalked up to the sheer audacity of its titular character: a monster of self-absorption, flighty, rude, and prone to oversharing and interrupting.

Director Jacques Audiard goes lighter this time around with a study of reckless and sometimes feckless youth.

A charming French film that has its feet in working-class solidarity and its head in the stars.

A piercing portrayal of the numbness that grieving perpetuates.

An engaging, if familiar, cinematic bonbon that owes its appeal to Catherine Frot’s winning performance and its unusual subject, the rarified world of rose breeding and flower competitions. Oh, for the revival of Odorama!

Not an easy film to watch, this dark satire is challenging, violent, gruesome, and maybe even necessary.

The annual event offers a spotlight on women directors and coming-of-age stories, a festival staple.

Director Bruno Dumont casts vivacious French star Léa Seydoux as a news anchor who comes to terms with fame and a chaotic life in a narrative that borrows from classic women’s pictures with their twists and turns.

The sight of Isabelle Huppert schlepping unwieldy blocks of dope evokes a comparison to the actress herself dragging her talents to languish in a slight, down-market caper.