Isabelle Huppert
Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris Review
There are films that make you cry with happiness, some that make you cry with joy – but when seeing Mrs Harris Goes to Paris I cried from the rich visual beauty of an imagined look in to Dior’s 1950’s workroom. When it feels like every film nowadays is a reimagining of a superhero comic, dripping with rage and lashings of machine gun fire – Mrs Harris Goes to Paris feels a bit frivolous and out of...