The Widow of Saint-Pierre

A grand, dark, grave, severe piece of first-rate cinema.

The subtle selectivity of Leconte's eye, how he moves with great control from gesture to gesture, is matched by the disciplined intensity of the performances.

Definitely worth a chance: although everyone in this fog-shrouded setting makes grand sacrifices, all you'll lose are a few tears.

Binoche is especially subtle and radiant in another splendid drama from Leconte.

It doesn't get much more romantic than this.

Leconte films in an austere yet invigorated style; the action never settles into stiff tableaux.

It's not badly made, but it's a drag. Leconte's virtues can't overcome the plodding glumness that prevails.