Even if this had not had a good plot or a good script, it would still be a beautiful piece of art, something so intimate that you felt beyond what you saw. But Portrait of a Lady on Fire manages to do so much more, it feels like watching a painting, exploring what lies beneath and hearing the things inside it. The film has little dialogue, but it isn't necessary because just as a painting, it's pure observation, its about feelings and seeing the little things; something that makes you love what you see. The photography, the sound, the silence, and the music, make a captivating movie that takes place in the most intimate part of your heart.

There's a famous and beautiful painting by Jean-Léon Gérôme called Pygmalion and Galatea, where you can see and artist kissing the sculpture he has brought to life. This film is like that, but in the opposite sense, because Mariane and Héloïse fall in love by looking at each other, by finding their beauty and the little things about each other, and in that way, they can create art, they are able to fall in love with their creation, being brought to life by love. It's a love that is placed in intimacy and beauty, and as I said, it feels like watching a piece of art, like a painting unfolding.

There's not much more to say about this film, because I'm unable to put it on words, because it's mostly something you feel, something you want to save in your memory even if it's the last time you see it. The last scene perfectly represents this, making us see how art gets under our heart and soul and manages to have a lot of power on us. It's just filled with life and with presence.