A bit like Cléo from 5 to 7, but with a subway to catch.
In Agnès Varda’s Paris, Cléo leaves her apartment flawlessly put-together. She drifts through the city, from café to café, from the Rue de Rivoli to Montparnasse. More than sixty years later, the script remains much the same: a mirror, a few moments to spare, and Paris waiting just below.


