Lizzy’s review published on Letterboxd:
Library destiny. Walking through the Paris halls, lofty aged buildings blocked side by side, lacing the curving roads, such natural small talk and waxing debate under the world order. The strange little differences a second time around: thinner, more lines, more furrows. What feels like a day and a half, and the ages leap, but the heart never fades. Two magnetic poles on opposite ends of the globe, reaching and straining to touch each other, always stopping themselves, until it’s time for the repelling to cease. Just several more hours, just to talk, just to gaze, just to drift through the waterborne winds and indulge and regale in the city of green, tan, and flourescent love. Forget the plane. Right here, right now, is the only thing in the world.